A Love Affair…With My Bike
I’m closing in on the 47th anniversary of getting my first bike. The fact that I can remember the day and the bike so well (May 22/63 – turquoise CCM girls bike) I take as a sign that my life will always be connected in some way to a bike.
This week I’m biking Prince Edward County and the Kingston area in southern Ontario. I’m here to research another guide but really the backroads are calling. It’s not often at home I can spend more than 2 hours at a time on a bike. Here I’ve got the week in front of me and the more I bike the more reasons I find to continue the ride.
There’s the obvious exercise benefit which is good for the ticker and the HDL cholesterol but what it really means is I can eat guilt free and I love good food.
The air is perfumed with lilac; they are everyone and the smell is divine. How often do you think about scent in the car?
You focus on things when you’re on a bike that you don’t in a car – things like hills, weather, glass, shoulders but also birds, frogs, turtles, funky doorways and unusual signs, like the one I saw yesterday - Shattered Glass - outside of a glass studio. You might notice some of those things in a car but they don’t often bring you to a screeching halt.
People wave to you- alot!. You aren’t seen as threatening and in my experience people love to chat. They’re curious especially if you’re riding with panniers. They’re almost always happy to engage, especially on country roads where you’re seen as an oddity. Wearing a bike helmet seems to be an ice breaker.
Some of my best thinking happens on a bike. My mind wanders, examines possibilities, goes places that it never does when it’s confined to a computer and a desk. The world is full of possibilities on a bike.
Me and my bike
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