lately with the colder weather and busier work days, i haven’t been commuting by bike much. but my car is acting up and i’ve decided to park her until i have a day to work on her. and i’m commuting by bike again.
I’m more tired physically, my body is aching all over, my ass hurts and im frustrated by trying to pack everything i need in my commuter bag. but the in between moments on my bike: wind in my hair, legs screaming, sprinting around the beautiful paths in my city. but the long moments of meditation in movement while my heart is goin bum bump while the sun shines on cold grass. but the feeling of freedom while i ride with my hands in my pockets, my favourite music accompanying the river i ride along. but seeing every dog on their walk. but my unbreakable spirit on a bike!! thank god my car is fucked.
