What a RIDE!
Within the first mile I was all choked up, tearful and just filled to overflowing with pure JOY! I had forgotten, but then remembered: I've felt this way before. A time that seemed so long ago. No nattering inside the head, no distractions, just me, my bike, the road, sun, the big blue sky and a heart that was filled to overflowing. I was part of the world and the world was part of me. Although the intensity of this joy would ebb and flow with my ride it was there throughout.
Thank you VALERIEMAHA for the idea of "portable joy," which I kept tucked away during my ride. How can I HOLD this feeling inside, make it portable, like a valuable gem to take out like worry stones, except let's rename them JOYFUL stones...? During tough times I must remember this experience, hold and savor it to rejuvenate myself during difficult times.
Sharing some wisdom from Simon & Garfunkel: Preserve Your Memories...
We all have experiences that unlock such joy within ourselves. Take time to immerse yourself, savor, and never, never forget: Preserve Your Memories...
Here's a few pics from my 24 mile ride today. I truly didn't want to come home. I just wanted to ride, ride and ride some more!
I rode to Whitney Point intially planning only to hit the edge of town and turn back for home. Yeah. RIGHT! I knew when I arrived I had to get up to Dorchester Park...the jewel of the county! The hills entering the front of the park were too daunting to consider, so I went the back way past the school. The above pic is from the picnic area in the park. I was pleased to find myself more capable than I've been during other first rides of the year, not having to downshift as much as I thought I would (thank you Spin Class, elliptical & jogging!)
Now LEAVING the park out the main entrance onto route 26 would mean some climbing, but it would bring me to the overlook, where I could soak up the wonderful view over the village, lake, dam and park. I just couldn't deprive myself of that!
I enjoyed chatting with a few folks who were sitting in benches taking in the day and the view also.
Here's a shot of the river on the way home...although we're into April the joy captured in this Brasilian rendition of Waters Of March by Oscar Castro-Neves couldn't be more fitting:
There was a bit o' headwind, and although I played it safe with the middle ring on the way up to the park, coming home it was the big ring, strong quads, confidence and a heart filled with the day!
Find your joy people, savor, celebrate and preserve it!
ps...had a towel and some band aids packed in my pannier. No falls, no wobbles, no lumps, bumps and elephants...all my apprehensions just blew away!