Remember that music from the Rocky movie? Yeah - that's what was playing in my head as I rode my bicycle in to the office this morning. (I don't know the words - just the melody. It's the eye of the tiger, la-la-laa-la-laa....)
Ah, it felt sweeet to have that cold breeze in the face! I can totally understand why dogs love to hang their head out of the window!
Not bound to the bus schedule. (Nor to the cost of Terrorist Oil.)
My joy was compounded when I got to the office and there wasn't a "squatter" in my favorite parking spot. (In the sheltered bike room.) When I was able to remember the combination of my bike lock, my onboard jukebox switched over to the immortal James Brown:
"Heh! I feel good!!"
I hope to do a little ridin' over the weekend. Back to full-regalia Bike Nazi in a matter of days...
(My surgery was a month ago today. The doc advised me to wait a month before cycling. Coincidence? You be the judge!)