Today the ride was beautiful. It was one of those rare days when both in my going and returning I wasn't the rider. Today both ways, not just in the morning nor in the afternoon, but both ways there was just the ride. At every stop the foot didn't just go down to balance the bike, rather it caressed the street. There was no hurry nor was there ease, rather it was all ride, all flow.
As these things go, I didn't realize it until it was past. I'm sure if I had, I'd have mucked it up by trying to ride even more beautifully, more better. I know am quite capable of doing such a thing.
There is something that isn't me that sometimes shows up when I ride. I can't describe it. Perhaps it is just the ride experiencing itself. Yes, maybe that's it. Or, maybe not. All I know is, when it happens it is beautiful.
I hope you have a truly great weekend. And no matter whether you are riding or not, may you experience the beautiful in some activity you enjoy. May you find yourself having an experience of life experiencing life.
- 50F/10C and sunny for the ride to work.
- 67F/19C and a few clouds, but lots of sunshine for the home ride.