Recently some fellow 50-something friends and I were expressing the pure joy of riding our bikes. Whether touring other places or around my home town, I reconnect with the energy and optimism of my 12 year old self on a bike. Carbon-free, good for body, soul and mind–apparently such adoration has a long tradition. This lovely article explains, see Cycling as a cure for creative block: a charming 1926 case for why the bicycle is the ideal vehicle for writers. May we ride more and feel old less.
“When I see an adult on a bicycle, I do not despair for the future of the human race.” –H.G. Wells