late autumn - november 26th -
i think of each ride on the road bike as the "last of the season".
it's what i call a "pointed stick" . . . a way of really experiencing something with the intent in this instance of holding the experience of this ride through the long, dark months on the bike trainer that are stretching out in front of me.
i left late - 3:25 - for a ride that i set aside two hours for - door-to-door 50+km.
the sun sets around 4:45 so even though i've got some cute flashy lights on the front and
the back, i still feel vulnerable and not entirely expected in the vernacular of the road at this time of year.
the temperature was hovering around 10 celsius, so it's pretty warm for this time of year. the air was almost windless which is exceptional for this area and especially for this ride which is notorious for malicious zephyrs that pummel you on the way out and somehow know to turn around at the same moment you do
and pummel you on the way home.
the sun was already dropping before i arrived at the turn-around point.
this was one of those rides where everything went right. i was entirely and completely able to take risks and not get hurt. lights changed in my favour, my legs did absolutely everything i asked of them, my body didn't crave food or water even though it's not been getting enough of either lately!!! i had the most wonderful conversations, sharing thoughts, and wishes and dreams and speaking so bravely about all that matters to me ... all on my own of course!!!
the return was even more beautiful.
i hold so much more in my head and my heart than i can share here,
but these images hold something of the moment.
i made it back in 1 hour and 45 minutes. i'll do the math right now - not that it matters a whole lot because really, for the beauty, the good loving feeling that filled me and especially for the tremendous fortune that holds my hand and quietly says "come on then" in my ear, the numbers are of no consequence but i moved at an average of . . . no seriously, well really, who cares!!!!