I look forward to rides in the mountains, without car exaust.
I want to ride around lakes, without being on a bike lane filled with roller bladers.
I want to ride up hills with no Starbucks at the top.
I want to blast through puddles that don’t have drains.
I want to ride over roots and branches.
I want to get muddy again.
Yes, I know just a few short weeks ago I was Mr. Bike, but something clicked. Something changed. Not sure what happend, or how it transpired, but it did.