I get high...
I just returned from a nice long ride. :) I always feel naturally high after a ride. :) You know that commercial the one where there's a kid talking about the "perfect present?" My favorite is the little girl talking about getting a pony for christmas and how jealous her friend was...hee heeee. Then as she says "perfect..." they pan to her as an adult looking at a ...dull car...of all things. What a great commercial...except that I think they should pan to a woman staring with loving eyes at her new ride...her bike. sighhh... Remember My Pretty Pony? When I look at my bike, I think of My Pretty Pony. Well, I didn't have a Pretty Pony, I had Breyer horses. These were the model horses for those of us who were waiting for our real "pretty pony." After I finally got "my pretty pony" for real, I would go to the barn and spend hours brushing, cleaning, talking, and of course riding my horse. Sometimes I would arrive at the barn in the morning and leave at night. My horse and I would fly over the fields and fences at top speed...bare back...no bridle...just a halter and rope. True freedom...and my horse would run his heart out. I was all grin ear to ear...even if I ate dirt and came home bruised and battered.
That's how I feel when I ride my bike.
That's how I feel when I ride my bike.