Saturday changed all that. A chance to ride a little bit again, together with Mrs. C who has bonded with her new bike, and Nat--knock on wood--who loves to ride all of a sudden. Go ahead, knock me over with a feather.
We got to share our ride time with really good friends. Nat’s friend Annabanana, along with Pablo and Mrs. Pablo, made the time especially groovy. We caught up on what’s happening with our families. We talked about work and travel and all sorts of stuff. A few of us took on a hill before finishing the ride, just so we could be all impressed with ourselves. I was secretly relieved just to stay upright on the climb! Later that night, I remembered what a gift it is to have something you truly love to do, especially when there are people in your life to share it.
I walked past the bike again this morning on my way to work, remembering and smiling, and looking forward to the next great ride. Soon.