*(I debated whether to go ahead and post this since the bike is gone, but it doesn’t change how I feel about riding my bike. Stay tuned for New Bike Day Part II…)
New Bike Day was a few weeks ago and it was incredible.
My butt is sore, but it was worth it. I picked up the bike and rode in my hood before heading to Liberty State Park.
I haven’t been this excited about something in such a long time. I smiled as I pedaled through the park- the wind was pretty rough but I couldn’t be stopped.
Then it occurred to me, why not stop?
So I did.
Breathing consciously makes you pause and stay in the moment.
I say this every time teach. Every. Single. Time.
But on New Bike Day the physician healed herself.
I pulled out a book and read for a bit. I took a few photos. I thought about a few things. I even spaced out.
At first I was feeling hesitant to ride, now I’m wondering how I can ride and stay warm during colder months. I’m hooked. Visions of bike rides and watching the leaves change dance in my head.