I had a wonderful ride this weekend with some close friends. This was the first social ride with my new bike and the longest ride since my close encounter with a car last March. The more miles I put on the road the better I feel.
I wanted to write about the the surprise conversation that I had with Mr. Abbott, the owner of Abbott’s Food Center. Our small group of four cyclist and me pulled into the parking lot to have lunch. I had just leaned my bike up against the trash can near the front door. A man, whom I would later find out was Mr. Abbott, asked me if I was the cyclist that was hit a while back. I told him that I was. He told me he was glad to see that I was OK. He told me that he use to watch me pass the store every day rain or shine. He noticed when I changed my route from turning on Old Pretoria Road to taking Leary Road down to HWY 91. He told me that he was inspired to see me riding everyday.
I mention this because I want to remember that I never know who is watching me. Cycling is really important to me. I love cycling and I want everyone to be able to ride when ever or where ever they want to safely. Cycling is changing the way the world moves around this planet. As a cyclist I must always remember that I am being watched so I need to be on my best behavior.
I am looking forward to getting back to the routine of cycling to work again. I will be riding by Abbott’s store tomorrow and I know he will be watching me pass. I may occasionally stop and eat breakfast.