My unridden bike is all dusty.
I’m glad that it’s dusty, not rusty.
And once that I clean,
This much loved machine,
I’ll ride on this bike that’s so trusty.
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Continue readingI will change the way I’m preparing—
For travel. I’m hereby declaring:
To gently take heed,
Of what I most need.
The franticness mindset repairing!
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.
With your heart open and generous,
Beware of hackers most venomous.
Connect with a call.
Before we befall
Their wiles; which turn out to be virtue-less.
“She wasn’t just talking about biking,
She was talking about life.”
A positive thing when it’s snowing
Is seeing that wind is not blowing.
If wind’s in the mix,
That is a bad fix!
‘Cause then you can’t see where you’re going.
Accepting an offer, a Help-Gift,
Can open the way for a big shift.
A task that gets done,
Or something that’s fun.
Surefire route to a mental lift.
When something you’ve worked for has happened,
Announce it as upbeat, not flattened.
No di-min-ish-ment.
Try sig-ni-fi-cant
Cheers to keep happy, never saddened.
My efforts seem sometimes “unmoving.”
And sometimes I feel like I’m “grooving.”
Each small thing I do,
Will help me get through
The inching-forth task of “improving.”
I wonder as I keep on changing,
How I’ll go about with arranging
Activities smart
That feed soul and heart.
My thoughts are unclear and wide-ranging.
Hearing “Bloops” can cause hilarity.
Answers one speaks with sincerity—
That don’t match at all,
Can even appall,
Lacking my hearing’s dexterity.