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my struggle with brevity

still waiting for winter to arrive

I tend to fall behind, as you know by now … On my bicycle, as well as in posting to this blog in a timely manner.   I try and tell myself that I should just try to make a habit of “quick and simple” – make it brief –  rather than trying to wait for a time when I feel I really have something to say, something to write.  I should possibly (probably?) treat this more like my messy disjointed journal and be more spontaneous, simple, and concise.

So I tell myself.  And of course I never listen.

This time of year tends to be slightly less than crazy with the holidays just around the corner.  My boys have all come home (smiles), the music has returned, the boys and their friends gather around the table for epic games of Risk late into the night, the shopping and the wrapping are in progress, and the baking will hopefully begin soon.  (And to my friend Myrna, I am sorry but I have yet to try the macaron recipes… sorry.)

Rather than try to write anything more, I’ll leave it to the iPhone pics to tell the story of recent ridings and other sights.  Brief.  I’m trying to be brief.

cars passing

... and cows

knees and knickers

love match

$0.00 per gallon (and $1.00 for the newspaper)

no snow ... only white fluffy stuff of a different kind

#30daysofbiking Day 20: a lesson in the rain

in the mist

I learned a lesson today.  Woke up this morning to rain, and since I really had nowhere that I had to be, I stayed in – catching up with work in the house, and hoping the rain might pass eventually, thinking I’d go out for a ride when it did.  And it never did.

I don’t mind – and actually often enjoy – riding in the rain, but can’t say I intentionally go out in it just to ride.  I have decent rain gear, and if I have to be somewhere, I usually don’t let rain stop me.  I’ve been caught in the rain – unexpectedly.  But I can’t say I’ve ever decided. “Hey, it’s raining – I’m going out for a ride!”

a puddle of pollen - washed from the air

But of course, this being #30daysofbiking – I knew I was going out in it, whether I really wanted to or not.  By late afternoon, when things still hadn’t cleared up, I decided to just go.  Had my rain gear, packed my camera in my waterproof Ortlieb, and decided to ride my mountain/commuter bike because it had fenders and I didn’t care how filthy it got.  I was prepared for a dreary, wet slog, and had decided ahead of time where my turn-around point would be.

The surprise was on me.  It was divine.  The rain dwindled down to a pleasant drizzle, the air was incredibly still and quiet, and smelled so fresh and clean.  Mist was hanging over the hills, leaves were dripping.  It was one of the most serene experiences I’ve ever had on my bike.  When I got to my turn-around point, I knew I wasn’t going to turn back as planned.  I stayed out in it.  Gladly.

I think most of my rainy day rides have been commuting – in town, in traffic.  A few times we’d been caught in showers biking trips (Grayson Highlands, VA, and the New River Trail come to mind).  But riding out on a quiet local road – just to ride, in the rain – was something I probably would never have thought to do, had it not been for my commitment to #30daysofbiking.

What a wonderful lesson #30daysofbiking taught me today.  Ride every day – you never know what you might be missing.

dandelions: just as beautiful when wet