It had been almost three months since my last time on a bike.
Almost three months to the date.
Well, today I hopped onto the bike and prevented that from becoming a reality.
It had been far too long, much like the ride and it was something that, like always, I had missed.
The first “half” went well. I moved with a grace and speed that I do not normally get to move with and it was an easy thing for me to do. Didn’t get tired, didn’t go too fast, didn’t go too slow. That sort of thing.
The second part involves a bit more working of the uphill. Whilst it was gradual, I was a much slower person in that time.
Cycling, I missed you. Don’t ever leave. I may be sore in the morning, but for now you are a good friend and I can curse you in the morning instead of right now.
I especially am fine with this as soon I will be making my way downhill. When I say soon, I of course mean within an hour or so, but in the grand scheme of things that is pretty soon and that is something that I am fine with at the moment.
I will once more be able to glide along with some sort of smoothness and my bike will carry me to my destination. I shall trust its ability to move when I use the power of my muscles and I will trust in its ability to get me around.
I just need to trust in my ability to cycle more than once every few months, which means that I need to trust in my ability to not be lazy about cycling, considering that it gets me everywhere faster than public transport seems to be able to.
Of course there are situations where cycling is not practical, and I don’t like that it reduces the amount of time that I have to read, but I do much prefer it as a form of transport overall.
Less money being spent, an easy form of exercise, and so on and so forth.
Perhaps soon though I should look at getting a new bike. Whilst I do enjoy the one that I’ve had for almost eight years, there comes a point where cycling a mountain bike everywhere starts to wear on the body a bit.
Maybe its just me that feels that way. I don’t know, to be honest. I do know though that my bike has served me well and, even though I’ve had to sink a bit of money into it, it has at this point more than paid for itself.
Cycling is really good. I think I’ve said that many a time, but I don’t think it can be overstated. I strongly believe that the benefits vastly outweigh the majority of things that could be seen as a negative.
But again, I need to stop being so lazy about it.
Cycling is fun.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 07:26:37
I thought too much on this one, but I think that it works well enough.
That said, perhaps I need to rethink cycling, or something.