A year of ups and downs has finally come to a Close. I’ve been injured, busy, stressed, happy - you know the regular array of emotions that a human normally goes through.
In that period my fitness went and a year took its toll with me putting on 12kg!
The Mojo was lost.
Two weeks ago I rode for just over two hours on a Saturday. The ride itself was very rolling in nature, no Garmin, no iPhone recording it, no evidence beyond the memories implanted in my brain, I loved it.
Then came the epiphany moment, the rain came down.
I hadn’t brought a jacket as the forecast was clear (school boy error) but the rain was warm, a strange feeling I’ve experienced a few times, no doubt aided by the 16-18*c days we’d been having.
The effect of the rain was cleansing, healing and I felt a glimmer of my old self shining through the shit, grime and sweat of hard work of the last 12 months.
I’ve just had the opportunity to ride three days back to back clocking 162km over those days. I feel like a bike rider again. I’m a better person when I ride, there’s no doubt and the byproducts are health (mental, physical and spiritual) are plain to see, but without love & joy fuelling the reason to gear up it just doesn’t work for me.
I’m looking forward to the next 12 months, The Return of the Bike Rider is upon me.