The love of cycling
A brief wistful moment as I pause to reflect on a lifetimes love of cycling. I had a half day today, and having met my lovely wife and daughters at the Southbank for lunch and a play, I got out for a quick midweek lap of Richmond Park.
The metronomic motion, the focus on breathing and picking the right line. All of a sudden you realise that you’ve thought of nothing for the last ten minutes. The day’s stresses melt away, petty worries remain just that.
I have always loved bicycles; the material technology, the construction, the exotic names, the smell…more than that I love the freedom they give. Jump on your bike and you are off. No one’s stopping you.
I am so excited about this ride to Paris with one of my dearest friends, I’m hoping to share my abiding love for this noblest of activities with all who’ll listen!
