I had a dozen reasons not to get started this season.
Every week I thought "this weekend, I'll take the bike out and ride up and down the street, do some turns and get the kinks out." Then it would rain. Then it would snow. Then I got sick. Then I lost my sunglasses and thought won't I be a danger to myself without them?"
Then I have to make sure I have the helmet, boots, jacket, gloves, the RIGHT ignition key ... and on top of it, I'll be working late and the responsibility of riding is a tiny measure of extra stress for me. No, I told her, I doubt I'll be riding tomorrow.
I knew that I was magnifying all of these impediments in my mind.
Felt good to be back on my bike. It felt natural and I was confident for the first time as I started a season. This is my third season on two wheels, and I think I finally have the hang of it.
Oh, but I still need to fix that one side light that burned out last fall ...
|My helmet awaits the ride home tonight.|