I did it. I got out in the country and suffered for miles and for hours. It felt great. To make that happen, I had to force it. I just had to make it happen. My life is awesome, but it is full and sometimes things need to give. So full I’ve been ignoring myself and my fitness.
Honestly, this lack of riding has been really hard on me. I use my time on the bike to process EVERYTHING and I mean EVERYTHING. I’ve been riding for 20+ years and in those years, my mind, body and soul have really depended on it for me to have a full and happy life. It’s my ride time where I file away all the stuff that I don’t need cluttering my brain. This decluttering of my mind is what frees my brain to focus on the big things that need focused time and higher levels of mental energy. Speaking of big things, it’s those longer rides that get me to ideas and solutions. In so many ways, riding for me isn’t for fitness or sport, it is for health and happiness. It is for my mental well being. I need it.
It is also riding that I get visions for creativity and photography. Without riding I’ve been in a funk with my photographic creativity. That doesn’t stop me from shooting, but not riding doesn’t help me or inspire me.
So….I finally forced it. I made it happen. I took a moment and escaped. I left the house at 5:30 when it was 25 degrees. I left in the cold dark and rode for miles and miles. I just kept riding. I suffered. I processed everything. I was inspired. I worked my ass off the rest of the day. I slept well.
In that time, I captured some images that I’d like to share today. They have a different feel to them. I love them but I am emotionally tied to the day. So much so that I can’t be trusted with editorial judgement. Regardless, I am excited to share them and I hope you like them.