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!
Freedom!
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!)
Tireless advocate for the most efficient form of
human transportation ever devised - bicycles!
5 comments:
Glad that you are back in the saddle.
The last few days it seems that motorists have given me more room when passing. Not sure if it's my imagination or perhap because of publicity regarding the city council's decision.
They're afraid of your vest, Bob T!!
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Did you notice a your legs to longer to warm up? Good to know that recovery is fast and painless on beating a cancer when caught early.
Clancy, even riding just 3.5 miles to the office, it was easy to tell that my stamina is down. (My experience has been that if you miss more than 2, maybe 3 days, you start losing it, little by little.)
The timing is perfect... as the days get longer, so will my rides! (Gotta train for maybe some Weiser River and/or Coeur d'Alene action!!)
Welcome back!
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