On Sunday May 7 I went on a late evening ride. I knew I was going to be riding after dark and I was looking forward to it. riding in the dark on country roads was one of the fears in my life that I overcame due to my desire to bike commute. Riding around in the city is fun at night, but going down a country road when it is pitch black is a thrill. I have a wonderful lighting system on my bike that generates power for my head light and tail light. I have no problem seeing when it is dark and I am visible to the full extent of the law to motorists who are not driving distracted.
My hip is getting stronger and I am really appreciating the fact that I use to ride 50 miles on a one way bike commute. I seem to always get the wow factor after I have accomplished something amazing only when I can no longer do what I thought at the time was not enough. I was recalling this fact when I remembered one of my favorite songs, These Are The good Old Days by Carly Simon. It took me a while to fully understand the meaning of this song, but as I was riding my bike on Sunday I had the time to reflect on being in the moment and appreciating the beauty around me right now. I am so glad to be able to get on a bike and ride again.