In The Saddle
Well that was delightful. I’m back on the bicycle. Today was spring in February. The two units were packed since the cx natz in December. I got the urge to do some things about some things. The sedentary life. Can’t last. A month on the couch. Too long. Grabbed the P.F. Flyers. Buttoned up my Tellason 30″ Sheffields, snug them. Threw on a hoodie. Threw on another hoodie. Wheels don’t match. No spare. Nothing lubed. Rode down the driveway. Right hand turn. Kept going. Some 80 minutes. That’s all I need. All I want. I don’t wanna just be alive. I wanna feel alive. Not because bicycles. Because riding.