There was an old biker with dislike,
For any ride using indoor bike.
But in time she knew,
By changing her view,
Riding expanded … a lucky strike.
One can see a view and appreciate,
Your seeing lets you participate.
You see for your part,
With mind and with heart,
Beauty for you to assimilate.
When you’re on your bike and it’s springtime,
You’re riding amidst nature’s showtime.
New growth to be seen,
On hill and ravine.
Combining both peace time and “zing time.”
When time comes for bike seat selections,
Deciding among wide collections,
The thing you must do,
To find what fits you,
Is RIDE, not just eyeball inspections.