Okay, I'm going to edit the title of this blog as I had this inspiration (while cycling of course) but I DO want to preface the title change by saying this is with absolutely ALL respect for ALL faiths and denominations...I just felt that this sums up one of my strongest methods for connecting with a higher power as you'll see later in this blog if you haven't already read it.
Yes, yes, today was another great ride...but you know, they aren't ALL super rides. Last weekend, for instance, I had perfect weather for a 50 mile solo loop through our county...try as I might I just couldn't get into it and "feel" this ride...it just boiled down to grinding out the miles. Like pulling the pump handle up and down endlessly with nary a drop to show for it.
Today was a whole different animal. Let's distract first with a pic from my morning commute after arriving in Binghamton along Cheri Lindsay Park the fog is lifting...heading for the hills:
It was supposed to be a whole different ride from what I originally proposed. I think cyclists getting together always reserve the right to change their minds, even in mid-route! While much of what we traveled I've done many times before, we connected the dots between different points via Route 221 from Marathon to Willet (a tiny speck of a town with little more than 4 corners...I was surprised to find it had a farmer's market once a week. LOTS of climbing which made up for the relatively flat remainder.
My inner radio dialed up an old Blood, Sweat and Tears song written by Laura Nyro (RIP, such a loss!) "And When I Die":
Such a cool song on so many levels but today it got me waxing philosophically as I pedaled along. I am not by nature a readily spiritual person. I envy people who are. It just doesn't "happen" for me. Unless I'm on my bike. The wind, my body pumping away, the flowing line of the horizon demarcating the green hills of earth from the sky, yin and yang, sun beaming down, the thrill of the descent and sense of accomplishment from the climb...brought to my radio another song from Jan Garbarek, "Arietta"...a thoughtful poignant straddle between major and minor keys, conjuring for me a sense of connectedness with the world, with my body and an appreciation of my accomplishments:
I see this person posting the song felt it captured a day in their life as well.
I've been following a meditative practice every morning when I first wake up and I realize it follows similar path, as David Byrne said, "I'm breathing in. I'm breathing out." www.youtube.com/watch?v=
I have a growing respect for the power our breathing can contain.
We discovered an old single lane bridge over the river:
Soon after resuming our ride we saw a fox scurrying across the road while down in the valley following along the creek which flowed into what would become Dorchester Lake:
Here it opens into the lake a bit:
And here is the south end of the lake where it is dammed up. You might be able to see all the cool walking / jogging trails which run along and around the dam:
I had a scare this past week as I had checked my pulse and it was dropping a beat in the mornings again. Got into my primary care doc's office and he ran an EKG and all was (whew!) well! I had feared interference with my big upcoming rides! This added to my appreciation of today's ride as well...!
John, the bike club fellow that rode with me today, I discovered is also heading up to Tibbett's Point for the Labor Day weekend of riding! He's been there before and was able to fill me in a bit by sharing some of the fun stuff he's done in the past. He ALSO expressed a great deal of interest in doing the FANY (Five hundred miles Across New York) ride next year:
I've been wanting to do this also but shared my frustration in considering the logistics of getting myself and my bike to the Niagara Falls area for the start of the ride and then back home from the Saratoga Springs area after the ride was done. I shared Augie's (he's our 80 year old HERO of our bike club) solution: "Simple. You just get on your bike in Binghamton and RIDE up to Niagara Falls and when you're done with the ride in Saratoga Springs you just ride home!" I said to Augie "I want to ride the Five Hundred Miles Across New York...not Five THOUSAND miles across New York...!" :-)
John had a great thought: rent a van to get to Niagara Falls and when done rent a van to get back home. Split the costs between 2-3 folks and it wouldn't be TOO prohibitive. Now THAT would be such a COOL ride to do!
Okay, enough meanderings for a late, late blog...another day to ride coming right up!