July 16/17: 83 Kms; 2 Hrs 44; 637 Metres; Six Riders

Hello. Lots on the go this afternoon. And, even though we finished the ride in good time, I’m behind. And, as  you know, time does not stand still. It slips away like water through your fingers. You cannot hold it no matter how hard you try. Ticktock, ticktock, ticktock – a minute, then an hour; then another hour; then a day goes by and then another day; then a week, a month, a year and then another year. Before you know it, you’re making a will then you’re talking RIF’s; then down-sizing; then checking out retirement homes; then making funeral arrangements, and finally choosing a nursing home. What’s to be done. Ride your bike while you can still throw your leg over the bar, while you still have balance, and while there’s light in your eye. In short, move as much as you can for as long as you can.

That’s what we did this morning. We abandoned sloth. Left it curled in bed under the covers, bemoaning the light. While, “We skipped the light fandango/Turned cartwheels cross the floor” headed to the kitchen, then out the garage door. We heard Alfresco calling, and like Odysseus’ sirens it was irresistible. Not to be denied. As for the ride, it was beautiful, magnificent, in fact. You just should have been there.

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“When a man sits with a pretty girl for an hour, it seems like a minute. But let him sit on a hot stove for a minute — and it’s longer than any hour. That’s relativity.”   Einstein