Monday, May 22, 2006

Riding my bike to work

Nothing makes me feel more like a kid than riding my bike in the early morning sunshine, breeze blowing through my hair, books in the front basket rattling as I go over bumps.

Nothing makes me feel less like a kid than climbing the stairs to the office, red-faced and winded, legs a little shakey from the ride.

It was a long, sedentary winter.

2 comments:

Libby said...

I *can* stand up and pedal to pick up speed, but with my backpack (including laptop) on my back I do get a little nervous about it. Maybe we should find some spot to ride together, two out-of-shape 12-year-olds...

Library Mama said...

I hopped on a swing Saturday afternoon when I was at the park with my boys. It was really inspiring. I was eight years old again, and I felt as free as a bird!

L. Mama