I’m making it a point of late to savor every bit of warm and sunny outside time I can get. I have been absolutely sissified when it comes to cold weather, and I’m dreading the coming winter. Anyway, today was f’ing beautiful.<\/p>\n
Taking advantage of the last hour or so of daylight, I set out for a ride. Since the trails are mostly abandoned at this time of day, I strapped on my CD player and stuck Coltrane in my ears. The music added energy, and I was soon pumping away. Not just through my legs, but in my mind. I’ve had more than a few comments about my seeming unhappiness lately, and I wanted to know why.<\/p>\n
I’m not sure that I got very far on that question, though. Part of the trail runs along a construction site, which is now a wide area filled with rocks and dirt. Some of it was packed dirt, so I decided to make use of those knobby tires I had.. It was a lot of fun, little hops off of rises, or scrambling up a pile of dirt. I didn’t think about much of anything- just focused on the simple pleasure of it all. But I soon needed to move on, before I was caught out without a light.<\/p>\n
So as I headed farther along the trail, on a downhill stretch, I saw a packed dirt mound off to the side at the bottom of the hill. Absolutely perfect to launch a boy and his bike from. As I got closer, I decided to do it. I thought about how it felt when I was the only 8 year old who jumped the BMX ramps the teenagers did. Or about the time I pulled the guy from the flaming truck. Or the time I just grabbed her hand and went with it. All the times I just did it- when it felt just as exciting as this jump was going to feel. All these thoughts were in my head as I rushed up to the mound.<\/p>\n
And at the last second, I turned back to the trail.<\/p>\n
I’m still not sure what that says.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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