Cycling. . . Pedaling and effort lead consciously or unconsciously to meditation. Without the noise of lists, missed calls, and ever-growing inbox, and responsibility.
Under self-imposed but manageable duress, up the side of the Mountain, legs firing, breath labored but in control, eyes focused ahead and around all at once, sense and perception heightened. . . Things begin to sharpen. Life in these moments are simple, pure and clear. Why we ride? Because we can.