I found this wonderful illustration featuring a bicycle and thought I would write a post on biking. As Monty Python used to say, “And now for something new and completely different.”
Tuesday was an especially fun day of riding. Temp was over 55F, so I got to take the dog along in her basket. There was a north wind which will usually put me off. That’s one of the things about being a 79-year-old bike rider, a headwind figures more and more prominently in your plans. We have had such a chilly spring though, that my dog hasn’t gotten to ride much with me. I didn’t want her to miss out again. I am proud to say that I felt like I outsmarted the wind today. I found a patch of the bike path about a half mile long that had a slight incline heading south. As a result, I had the wind blowing at my back pedaling up the hill. Very nice, no significant extra effort. Then, when I turned around and had to ride into the wind, voila, I was able to reap the benefit of the slight decline, and, again, virtually no extra effort. Happy ending. We managed several hours of lovely biking on this early spring afternoon.
I know there is someone out there reading this who is thinking it seems crazy to ride over the same half mile again and again, don’t you get bored?
The answer is – I don’t experience a second of boredom. I ride my bike today for the same reason I rode when I was 10 years old, because it is fun. I love the wind in my face and the sensation of flying across the pavement. I ride for the experience of doing it, not to sight see or necessarily to get anywhere. Just to ride. It doesn’t get any better.