When I was young my mom used to tell me to get my nose out of my book and go out and play. Life goes by to swiftly she would say to just read about it. Go and live it. I couldn't really understand that as a child but as an adult I can. It both frightens and stimulates me now how fast time goes by. I have trouble sitting idly by not doing anything because what if...what if this is the last day of my life and I wasted it not smelling flowers or looking at the blue of the sky reflected in the darker blue of the water. What if I missed that infectious laugh of a child chasing a kite or the tender look exchanged by a long time married couple. What if this is the last nice day to ride my bike.
It has been raining and storming off and on for days. I am tired of waiting for a perfect bike riding day. Any day will have to do. Today will have to do. High winds, cool breeze. Maybe get rained on. Maybe get really tired. But I want to do it regardless. So I am loaded up on water, my batteries to my camera are loaded. I have checked the air in my tires and I will soon be off. See ya all later.
We rode out at Adam's and it was perfect. Windy but perfect.
