One of the things I like the most is Mountain Biking, and even though I like it that much, I don’t write postS about it as much as I would like.
Between concrete and the woods is a big step. It is not the driving. It is not the distance. It is the transition.
I feel quite happy every weekend that I get to go. Must of the time we don’t have a plan on where to go, we just hit the mountain.
The road starts with the first step, or with the first pedal, perhaps… it is when I can realize that everything has a purpose, and it’s up to me to find it.
That moment is the only thing that matters.