My first attempt at something like this so it should be an interesting ride.
What do you do you relax and unwind in the evening? Paint us a picture of your ideal relaxation.
The pedals slowly turn as my legs begin to get up to the pace. The first mile of cycling is quite flat, no hills yet. I squint my eyes heading into a setting sun. No main roads, I stay away from inattentive drivers who don’t know the pleasure of exercise after a stressful day at work.
I turn right to cycle past the lake and the lady power walking gives me wave. We have seen each other five evenings a week for the last three years and only ever said “Hello.” I must stop one day and introduce myself without appearing as a dangerous cycling weirdo.
Now I hit the big hill. Its difficult to explain to people why it feels so good. The energy needed to get up the hill is driven by some of the frustrations of my working day. On a good day, the hill will take me about nine minutes. I used to take note of the time but now I just enjoy the ride. Some nights are faster than others. And of course; what goes up must come down.
There are probably car drivers in San Diego who tell people that they drove past a cyclist who was screaming “Weeeeeeeeeeeeee!” as he rode his bike down a hill.
They might think I was mad. But it was me that was having all the fun.