Letting my bicycle bring me peace...

This weekend I set out to go on a 50 mile bike ride with my friends. Been fine-tuning my bike and getting those ridiculous shorts out from storage. Unfortunately, when the day came, it was rainy and cold. We decided to push through and do the ride anyways (a group of about 20+ bikers).

I really enjoyed riding through the rolling hills of PA and seeing the big barns, farms and cows. The air was a new kind of fresh and the landscape was quiet with buds waiting to bloom. My team of 4 bikers were refreshing and we sang odd songs as we flew down hill...

I didn't end up doing the whole route of 50 miles but stopped at about 20... decided not to feel bad about myself for stopping short but instead remember that the reason I decided to bike the route was to have fun. I did indeed have fun and it didn't take the full 50 miles to have something I could feel proud of. It feels really good to be able to listen to your body and know where to draw your limits.