7and8

I pushed my self to ride further than I have before. It wasn't exactly a baby step but it wasn't landing on the moon either. Both rides totaled took me 47+ miles this weekend. Read way back in posts summer of last year. I started this whole thing wondering if I could make it around the block. Now I can't wait to ride a century (100mi) 'race'.
The workout wasn't what kept me going. It was the serenity of it all. Peddling out on a stretch of road with no traffic, birds chirping, sun on my face. Corny as it all may be it was as I have described and more. Smiles and waves from runners, walkers, motorcycles and other cyclists.
I am grateful to have the family to support me with this. I wish everyone who read this could grasp such moments regularly, it does the body, mind and soul wonders. It doesn't have to be on a bicycle (but that would be cool 'cus we could talk about derailleurs and grease smudges on the calf - which gives me a another idea for a tattoo - , etc). It makes this ride called life much more pleasant.