I spent my afternoon and early evening riding Eva (my new singlespeed) from cafe to cafe (to cafe to cafe) up, down and around my hilly Seattle neighborhood. I'm not sure I've ever owned a more fun bike in my life. There are those that tell me I'll be saying the same thing again when I finally get around to going fixed. We'll see...eventually. It was only about 10 miles total, but it felt awesome.
And then tonight, I read this (I realize it's about SS mountain bikes, but the idea still holds):
To ride one gear is natural.
Sprints do not last all morning,
Descents do not last all day.
The follower of singlespeeding
is at one with his bike.
He who rides smoothly
Experiences flow.
He who loses the trail
Becomes confused.
When you are at one with your bike,
The trail welcomes you.
When you conserve your momentum,
The flow is always there.
When you are at one with pain,
The pain is experienced willingly.
He who does not get out of the saddle
Will not make it to the top of the hill.
Oh, and getting to return home to leftover Chinese food and Amaretto Milano cookies? Awesome.