What is it about taking a bike ride that calms the soul? I had a good day, but for some reason in the evening I was starting to feel a little “blah,” or edgy or something. There were a couple of things on the docket I could have done, but really the mood left me–I didn’t want to travel any distance up through traffic (which I had done all week, and even yesterday as we went through our sweets tour of Fburg).
So I headed out on a ride on the Strom.
I got out to the bike just as neighbors James and Patricia rolled up from a trip to see a grandkid at a recital. James saw that I had helmet in hand, and offered to go with me. I accepted.
It was a fairly easy ride, going East, taking some back roads. I led, and went quickly, but not ball-hair-burning or anything. Just enough to feel the wind and keep the bike leaned over. Not too long either, maybe 30-40 minutes, if that.
It felt like some weight I didn’t even know about left my shoulders. I don’t know why that is, but it seems to relax and energize me at the same time better than (just about) anything I know. Ahhhhh…