I've been on and off the bike since I was old enough to ride. As kids we rode everywhere coz that was the only way to Get anywhere, as a teenager I rode to get me out of the house, as an adult I rode coz my ex-hubby did but he was a jackazz about riding (which you wonderful TE ladies with your wonderful DHs and SOs have now shown me tyvm!
), so I was off the bike for close to 6 yrs. I took it back up again when my current job moved to offices right off the bike trail. I Love riding, the rush of flying through traffic, the walkers on the bike path every morning on my way to work, even the hills in my city which reward my climb by giving me an Awesome descent usually at speeds over 30 mph! Oh Yeah!! (no speed junkie here!
) I've ridden through snow, hail, rain, high winds, and days so gorgeous they almost make me cry. I've seen the moutains covered in snow, green when there's enough rain, sunlight and the gorgeous red they turn when the sun sets just right. I've done my first and second century this year and can't wait to do more. I'm participating in a virtual "Ride Across America" with 12 other people and am having a blast as I attempt to complete 3052 miles by the end of the year! (yup...I'll make it) I resent any time spent driving anymore and have worked out pretty much how to get anywhere in this city on my bike and want it that way.
What am I riding for?? Freedom!
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, champagne in one hand, strawberries in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming: "Yeah Baby! What a Ride!"