It is something that escapes, almost without me being aware that it has happened. It usually occurs within 20 minutes of starting up the bike and heading out on the road.
Of course, as soon as I get on the bike, I am happy to be feeling the wind in my face and I look forward to the ride ahead. I know I’ll see the beauty of the land, feel the adrenalin pounding in my blood, and hear the wind rushing by my ears. Those things are a given, and I welcome them.
And then, as I am settling into the ride, it happens.
It is big and it is physical … as if from the depths of my soul. Lungs fill. Chest rises. Shoulders lift. Breath escapes. And with that, the fatigue and pressure that have built up during the day are released and I am, for a few moments, free.
And all is right in my world.