What is it about winter that makes a cyclist lazy? It's not even all that cold but I just can't make myself work hard. I'm content to spin up over Sawnee Mountain and all but fall on the pedals all the way up Elmo Road.
I guess there is something to it though. I remember having this same feeling last year. There's something deeply emotionally satisfying about a long easy climb. "I've got this." And hearing the tiny heart drum in your head. I wish I could describe the sense better. Everyone should feel that good sometimes. I want to remember it.
I've probably said it before but I'll say it again, optimistically. "Of all things, I think that will be one of the last I shall forget."
Thursday, January 31, 2013
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