Cycling addiction=addiction to life journey
My eureka moment on cycling and life happened today:
I was cycling out to my art class this morning (8:00 am)..yes Sunday mornings. Loaded pannier with paint tubes and supplies.
Just below freezing..after 2 km. I got onto a protected path...and it seemed like a LONG 3 kms. ..the whole winding path was a sheet of smooth ice. Absolutely no dry patch nor watery puddle for cycling relief.
You know that horrible feeling on bike in a bad situation....DAMNED IF I TRY TO STOP, GET OFF BIKE ....and DAMNED IF I KEEP ON CYCLING. Either choice, I could fall down.
So I feeling abit doomed, I kept on cycling. My cycling shoes had nearly no traction to help me stop anyway and remount on the bike on sheer ice.
And right near the of the icy path, I fell down slow-mo, completely on my side, knocking my helmet on ice with bike slid out from underneath me. I had to turn the bike, and made mistake of even braking once, very gently.
So got up, then discovered chain was screwed up. Well, to hell. Walked with bike remaining 3 kms. on icy sidwalks and road intermittedly to get to my class.
I realized that another reason why I get cycling addicted...is that the journey of cycling has taught me parallel lessons in life journey. Sometimes in life, you get caught on the not-so-good path, so you MUST walk that path with the best of your abilities to ...get to the safer side/route.
Also same feeling of learning life journey's lessons on bike trips..Maybe jogging, skiing, snowshoeing and hiking does same thing.
I wanna learn more lessons about life..on bike. Come on, bring it ON!!!! :D :D