An urge to ride so strong it transcends morning coffee. Almost.
Before the delivery trucks and their diesel engines.
Before the dog eats her breakfast.
Birdsong and waking sounds.
The promising glow of a bakery window.
Finding stillness in speed, a celebration of your lungs.
A day that begins with endless potential…
An organized closet.
Until all thoughts melt away in the hum of your tires.
Fleetingly, the sweetest revelation. You are an athlete.
This morning is proof.
All roads are an opportunity for greatness.
Especially if you define greatness as sweaty exploration.
The wanderlust that beats your heart.