bliss

As I wheel my bike outside and begin to ride I begin to think to myself, "How lucky am I? This is such beautiful weather to be riding in. I am so blessed to be able to riding today." Cars begin passing me as I turn on to the somewhat busy Oak Ridge Turnpike. I continue, passing through a construction zone, something that has become pretty normal for Oak Ridge. My wrist and thumb begin being put through the rigors, going over bumps from the construction. I begin hitting smoother roads as I go on my way towards Lawnville. I turn off the busy highway immediately to a nice rural road. I adjust my IPOD and begin playing TV on the Radio. The song Dry Drunk Emperor comes on as I ride through the scenic farmland. I begin to think to myself, this is amazing. As the road begins to go upward, I decide to test the legs. I begin going faster, as the roads gets steeper. What an amazing sensation. The road levels off as I enter Kingston. The downhill begins and I test my flexibility by getting into the drops; still needs some work. As the rural roads continue, I think to myself, "This is the most perfect ride I have ever been on." As I begin heading towards my house, I can hear my stomach begin to growl. I am hungry. The closer I get to the house, the more hungry I become; I have bonked. With that being said, I still believe this is the most perfect ride. As I go back through the construction zone, the bumps begin reoccurring. I get into Oak Ridge and the pavement turns smooth again as I begin riding on the bike lane. I get home and think to myself, "That was perfect."
A ride like that is the reason why I still ride. I used to think nothing of beautiful rides like that. I used to take them for granite. Through this wreck, I have learned to enjoy every perfect moment life decides to throw your way, because it takes nothing for it to be gone. I am thoroughly blessed that I am able to enjoy an absolutely perfect ride. Despite the busy road early on, it is absolutely perfect. You know it's a good ride when you bonk and still feel amazing (in the sense that the conditions are amazing. not in the sense that my legs feel amazing.) I am blessed to be able to ride a bike!
The Crow