Eldon Nelson, aka Fat Cyclist, recently posted a thought-provoking question most cyclists do not like.
Without the bike, what would be left of me?
Fatty said biking is what he and his wife do. But he also writes and raises money and awareness on behalf of cancer. Nevertheless, when he thinks about going without the bike, he likens the inner turmoil to going without air.
That's pretty dramatic, but I wonder if it isn't a tiny bit true for me, too.
I have needlework coming out my ears, and I have cameras and photography spilling out of every other dream in my life. I love to write, hike, bake, garden, read, research genealogy, design, cross-country ski and stalk wildlife. In another life, I loved to play chess and Tetris. I suppose I would play more if I didn't have a bike and cross-country skis.
Fatty said his favorite dates with his wife are when they ride together.
I love everything I get to do with my husband, and thanks to a recent severely conflicting work schedule, I appreciate every minute with him now more than ever. Takes me back to the days when he lived across the state from me...
Yet cycling is a huge part of our lives. What if one or both of us couldn't ride anymore?
I've faced fears of that very chilling thought through the trauma my back has become since about six months after we began dating. But I've always been able to work my way back onto the bike. What if the day comes when I can no longer do that?
This is a beautiful world, and I'm trying to enjoy and find beauty every day I live on it. Nevertheless, going bikeless would present a level of sadness I don't even want to think about.