SteveBM
Senior Member
Hi guys
Had the most amazing ride this morning. Everything just felt 'Right'. Do you know what I mean?
It was a cold crisp morning with bright blue skies and a low hanging sun in the sky
I felt so good about the world I've just rewarded myself with a nice glass of wine or two - hic!!
I then I read the text below and it so summed up why I ride and how I feel when I'm riding I feel compelled to share it with my cycle chat virtual friends!
Sorry to get all silly over this but this just made the hairs on the back of neck stand up. Hope someone else understands....
I ride for the silence; I ride to empty my brain; I ride for the void. Random thoughts do fall into this void — a line of poetry, an overheard comment — but they are like snowflakes falling on water. After an hour in the saddle, I'm mentally far, far away. There is some pain, but the brain has an antidote: endorphins — neurochemicals more potent than Prozac, which suppress pain and induce a feeling of wellbeing. Melancholy is incompatible with cycling.
As the American poet Diane Ackerman wrote: "When I'm on a bicycle the world is breaking someone else's heart." For that alone, I keep cycling, no matter the risk of getting knocked off again.
Had the most amazing ride this morning. Everything just felt 'Right'. Do you know what I mean?
It was a cold crisp morning with bright blue skies and a low hanging sun in the sky
I felt so good about the world I've just rewarded myself with a nice glass of wine or two - hic!!
I then I read the text below and it so summed up why I ride and how I feel when I'm riding I feel compelled to share it with my cycle chat virtual friends!
Sorry to get all silly over this but this just made the hairs on the back of neck stand up. Hope someone else understands....
I ride for the silence; I ride to empty my brain; I ride for the void. Random thoughts do fall into this void — a line of poetry, an overheard comment — but they are like snowflakes falling on water. After an hour in the saddle, I'm mentally far, far away. There is some pain, but the brain has an antidote: endorphins — neurochemicals more potent than Prozac, which suppress pain and induce a feeling of wellbeing. Melancholy is incompatible with cycling.
As the American poet Diane Ackerman wrote: "When I'm on a bicycle the world is breaking someone else's heart." For that alone, I keep cycling, no matter the risk of getting knocked off again.