Feeling again the moments of freedom, summer mornings, not too hot yet, riding away from home, no one could reach me or stop me, the wind in my face, some of my happiest childhood memories.

The sound of the gears shifting when I really push it hard and fly.

Yeah, clipping in just right the first time, and the strength of my leg when I pull the pedal up.

As beta said, I get there faster on my bike, and don't have to find or pay for a place to park!

Navigating the city streets like a superhero -- Go Team Danger!

Riding the beautiful bike I bought with the money I earned after proving to myself over three years that I really am a triathlete.