17 November 2011

Cycling is Therapeutic


Another dull day but a splash of colour from the dragon boat paddlers in their red jackets brightened up the overcast morning.
Yesterday I was told that my ride seems to be therapeutic and on considering that ... it is. I can think through things, sing through things, just let my mind wander. What a wonderful thing. No children calling "Mummy", no rushing to go to violin, scouts, clarinet, cello, athletics, swimming, Cool Kids, just me and my bike in the lovely city of Canberra. The fields, the lake, even the road. On Northbourne now I am even on "hello" terms with the regulars at the bus stops. As I've said before, I arrive at work relaxed, inspired, invigorated and enthusiastic.
I love my morning commute. I am so glad I started.

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