It is so true - You never forget how to ride a bike. Yesterday, I took my mountain bike hybrid back on the road again. I knew it had been a long time. How about 4 1/2 years... In October 2004, it was my last bike ride during a suburban Philadelphia cycling tour. I remember it vividly for several reasons:
1. I rode over 100 total miles in 6 bike tours that year (my personal best)
2. It was extremely cold during that October 2004 ride. The weather was misty and cold, like under 50 degrees or so. I stiffened up during that ride and remembered it took a little longer to complete.
3. The determination to finish that ride was great. I can almost picture myself cycling through the PA / NJ roadways for this particular ride.
Yesterday's ride was the first one since October 2004. I stopped riding once I became pregnant. Since I felt unsteady on a stationary bike and had to switch my workouts throughout my pregnancy, I figured riding my mountain bike would have to be put on hold. Raising a child as a single mother, plus my other responsibilities did not leave much time for resuming my passion for cycling. However, the longing I felt when I saw someone riding down the street on their bike with their cycling gear and add-on equipment to their bike was too great to bear any longer.
After sitting unused for so long, my bike needed a few adjustments: air in the tires, adjustments to my brakes, and purchasing a new quick release handle for my front tire (I moved twice since 2004 and lost the quick release handle somewhere along the way). I also needed a new pump and helmet as I could not locate my old ones in my stored boxes.
You never forget how to ride a bike when you truly love it. After spending several hours getting everything taken care, I hopped on and rode down the street. The funny thing is I never realized how hilly my neighborhood was as I usually ride in a car not a mountain bike. With a few detours, I maneuvered over to less hilly streets and just felt the wind on my face and heard the breeze in my ear. It was unforgettable! A friend asked if my legs felt rubbery afterwards. My legs felt fine. In the past, I usually get sore two days later, which is today, and I still feel great. Now, I'm thinking about how I can squeeze a cycling journey into my full and active schedule.
If you have a passion on hold, I encourage you to plan to reconnect and indulge. There is nothing like savoring something that brings you joy!
Savor life's best,
Aimee
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