wandering road, wandering mind
There are typically a handful of days with each season that are absolutely perfect for cycling. The weather is ideal, the landscape leaves you speechless – whether it be the height of color in the fall, a pristine day of snow, or the sweetness of spring in bloom. This week, we’ve had a healthy dose of springtime splendor.
From the dogwoods to the lilacs to the tumbling wysteria, it’s been delight to the senses. (And, admittedly, very frustrating to be without my camera … which, hopefully, will be back in my hands and repaired within the next week).
Yesterday as I was out riding and wandering the roads through green fields and blooming trees, I guess my mind was wandering as well. It’s not that I feel a need for a new “project” like #330daysofbiking, but simply considering some cycling fun that I want to try and plan for the months ahead.
And during the first few miles of my ride – when the day is so beautiful and the legs are just warming up, feeling fresh and strong – I start imagining a few crazy ideas … like how about a dawn-to-dusk ride?
Being the good parent that I am (heh-heh!), I am considering how to recruit a couple of the boys, along with my dear husband, to hop on bikes some morning just before sunrise, and pedal around for an entire day – yes, the entire day – right through to sunset. Not continuously, and certainly not hundreds of miles or anything too nuts, but stopping for meals, maybe a nap, a little sight-seeing on the side – but just spending the entire day tooling around (and probably fairly leisurely) on bikes. Yeah … #dawntodusk, if I was inclined to start another (stupid) hashtag.
So whadya say, guys? 😉
And then of course, as I continue riding for another two hours and my wandering mind begins to return and focus on my tiring legs and the sunburn I’m beginning to feel on the backs of my arms, I think: dawn-till-dusk?!! Whose half-baked idea was that anyway?!
We’ll see. The idea hasn’t yet left my head … I will just wait to see what the boys have to say (envisioning the rolling of eyes, and a great deal of head-shaking). 😉
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Wow. Tennessee looks beautiful.