Hmmm, describing the whole biking thing.....

I really hadn't thought about it, Kitsune, but you're right -- words just don't do it, do they?

Bicycling brings me back into my body, and takes me out into a world I've ignored for many years. It challenges me both physically and mentally. For example, it's not a pretty thing when I climb a hill, let me tell you. It's a battle every foot of the way. More within myself than actually with the slope of the road, I think. Why, then, do I climb? It's not for the ride down, though that's one heckuva reward. It's the incredible, triumphant, breath-giving feeling when I reach the top that I DID IT! I beat the demons inside me that keep telling me "no you can't" one more time, and I DID IT!


And this too, maybe most of all: At the end of the day, when my whole body aches from the work, and I'm exhausted, I feel tall.

Karen in Boise