Riding around.

Pedaling up down the rolling hills here in town after work. Sure enjoyed the pavement ride. Put a flat spot in my tire when a young fellow shot right in front of me on his bicycle. My bike was sliding sideways when I locked up the brakes, didn't put her down and my elbows and knees were happy not to lose their hide. I said, "HEY DUDE" "Watch where your going."

Hectic at work, glad to get on the bike and find my "happy place" That moment when I no longer have to be a serious adult, and simply enjoy the moment, bicycling where ever my heart desires. I think bicycling is as close to flying as I can get. My legs were tired, but pushing myself as hard as I could pump up the hills was the best part of my day. Sometimes I am asked, why? Why would I do that? I would have to answer like Louie Armstrong did when asked how he could play jazz all day, and my answer would be the same, "if you don't know, I can't tell ya"

Now tomorrow the weatherguy is saying light winds, sunny and 80. Sooooooooooooooooo, I took a vacation day tomorrow. That can mean only one thing. Gravel travel explorations. My body and soul will be well pleased.