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You missed it this morning - @512disch
You missed it this morning.
While you were nuzzled in a 21st century luxury sedan waiting at that stoplight, I was pedaling. As traffic started moving and you surfed through the channels, I reached my first uphill. You sipped the day’s second cup of coffee and I was already breaking an easy sweat…nothing too robust, but just enough to know that I’m alive and moving.
I saw a dozen things today on my bike commute that you missed. The direction of the wind. The morning habits of little animals kicking off their workday. Small moments in people’s cars that you couldn’t see when you pulled up next to them. Details in the neighborhoods that don’t register at 35 MPH. Cracks and features in the pavement and sidewalk that you’ll never care about.
The bike commute is less an athletic endeavor as it is a marker. A statement. A choice.
…to take the slightly tougher path, one that requires a bit more effort, one that’s more involved. It’s a path you hate the first dozen times you do it, but one that gets under your skin through repetition. You take a morning off, you go back to the car a few days a week, and you start to miss it. You miss feeling alive when you walk into the office. You miss the feeling that before your day is consumed with meetings and checklists for The Man, you’ve already done something good for yourself. You long for that tightness in your legs as you sit down in front of your computer, power up and head to the kitchen for that first cup of coffee.
Trading cleats for keys this morning was a decision to get closer to the world between my bed and my desk. It’s part of an identity. While you were escaping into morning drive time radio, I was appreciating everything beautiful, subtle and amazing about our town, and as I hunker down for the workday, I look over at the bike leaned against the chair in my office, notice the battered, formerly shiny shoes next to it, and smile knowing that before I gave a moment to anyone else today, I already had a dozen great ones for myself.