Activities, plus time for biking,
Variety—that I am liking.
It is very true,
That what you can do,
Depends on the balance you’re striking.
When viewing some view for the first time,
That’s sprung forth from fast-growing enzyme.
I see fresh and new.
How quickly it grew.
I’m lucky to view life in full prime.
I pedal with fun and with liking,
My bike that I ride as I’m biking.
Though nearly the same,
I loudly can claim
The change that I feel is quite striking.
The walking they do, I’ve admired,
I will do that too when required.
That will be my tack,
Then I can get back.
My need-to is that I’m flat-tired.
When trying is quite ineffective
I CAN take a route that’s corrective.
And ask for your “hand”
With what I have planned.
Results now are good, not defective.
Rides that have given great pleasure,
Are memories I’ll always treasure.
The things that I’ll do,
Will challenge me through,
And satisfy me beyond measure.
You think that you know from your mapping,
The “all” of the ride you are tapping.
It could be that you,
Change to something new.
Original mapping, now scrapping.
I notice how often I hurry;
Passing by things in a flurry.
There’s really no need,
For dashing with speed.
Which makes what I pass rather blurry!
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Continue readingOn hot days when riding seems frightful,
To be out, is less than delightful.
Explore a new way,
Engage in your day.
Make all of your choices “insightful.”
I’m out on my bike as I’m “homing”,
To see what I’ll see as I’m roaming.
Could be something new,
Or something that grew,
While I was away in Wyoming.
Hard work that you share is connecting.
Though sometimes you feel like objecting.
What you’ve gotten done,
Though not always fun,
Gets you to the goal you’re expecting.