I love the fact that when I pull my gloves off, my hands are white and my arms are tan.

I love that kids wave at me as I pass them.

I love that my RHR is 49

I love that my hair gets caked to my head after a long ride

I love watching the sun come up as I ride

I love the other riders I meet

I love passing the 20 year old in my group and telling him I'm old enough to be your mother

I love that little grease mark I get on the back of my calf

I love that I could write something great about my bike everyday