Tonight I didn't bother going out until it was pretty close to dark, so I just tooled around the little subdivision off Weldon Road between Kelley Road and Bridgeland Road. As far as anything bike enthusiasts would be interested in, it was nothing to write home to mom about. (Happy -belated- Mother's Day, by the way, to those of you who deserve it.) But, it was actually quite a bit of what I like about riding my bike.
It was a cooler night, so I was (unfortunately) pretty aware of the temperature. Have you ever been swimming in a natural body of water and found "warm spots"? (For the record, I always just assumed someone had just peed there.) I found "warm spots" when I was out on my bike, which I've never really noticed before. Of course, they didn't last long, because I'd pedal right through, but that's beside the point.
The whole point of the bike, besides burning time and calories, is to get out there and see the world at a speed that someone with my (read: low) level of intelligence can actually take in. I like to smell the flowers and trees. I like to analyze the landscaping decisions people have made. I like to find out which dogs bark at bicycles. I like to see which houses have pools in the back (which, of course, I want to swim in, whether anyone invites me or not). You just can't do that stuff driving by at 70 mph.
Monday, May 12, 2008
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