What Does Riding A Bike Mean To You?
pblakeney
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Apparently more important than a disappearing thread.
Getting my leg over and going forth.
Getting my leg over and going forth.
The above may be fact, or fiction, I may be serious, I may be jesting.
I am not sure. You have no chance.
I am not sure. You have no chance.
Veronese68 wrote:PB is the most sensible person on here.
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I guess that the OP was quite correct in his decision to delete the OP.The above may be fact, or fiction, I may be serious, I may be jesting.
I am not sure. You have no chance.Veronese68 wrote:PB is the most sensible person on here.0 -
As a sufferer of recurring bouts of depression, the world can often seem a very frightening, bewildering out of control place.
Until that is I get on a bike. And then all of a sudden I'm in complete control. I can go wherever I like for as long as I want, as fast or as slow as I feel like going. Out there in the elements, taking whatever nature decides to throw at me, and often laughing out loud as I'm blown sideways or caught in a downpour. The feeling of moving somewhere under my own power, of self determination, self sufficiency, of challenge and achievement is something life affirming, almost spiritual.
And if I try to convey that to a non cyclist, they think I'm properly bonkers...0 -
keef66 wrote:As a sufferer of recurring bouts of depression, the world can often seem a very frightening, bewildering out of control place.
Until that is I get on a bike. And then all of a sudden I'm in complete control. I can go wherever I like for as long as I want, as fast or as slow as I feel like going. Out there in the elements, taking whatever nature decides to throw at me, and often laughing out loud as I'm blown sideways or caught in a downpour. The feeling of moving somewhere under my own power, of self determination, self sufficiency, of challenge and achievement is something life affirming, almost spiritual.
And if I try to convey that to a non cyclist, they think I'm properly bonkers...
good on yer!!, I know the laugh out loud in those circumstances well!, for me it's the endorphin hit that's top of the listAll lies and jest..still a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest....0 -
keef66 wrote:As a sufferer of recurring bouts of depression, the world can often seem a very frightening, bewildering out of control place.
Until that is I get on a bike. And then all of a sudden I'm in complete control. I can go wherever I like for as long as I want, as fast or as slow as I feel like going. Out there in the elements, taking whatever nature decides to throw at me, and often laughing out loud as I'm blown sideways or caught in a downpour. The feeling of moving somewhere under my own power, of self determination, self sufficiency, of challenge and achievement is something life affirming, almost spiritual.
And if I try to convey that to a non cyclist, they think I'm properly bonkers...
You can get all of that from walking.0 -
mamba80 wrote:
Xxxx, that made me jump!0 -
orraloon wrote:mamba80 wrote:
Xxxx, that made me jump!
Edit:- Isn't that the cyclists fault? 45 kph in a 35 kph zone? Bloody cyclists! :twisted:The above may be fact, or fiction, I may be serious, I may be jesting.
I am not sure. You have no chance.Veronese68 wrote:PB is the most sensible person on here.0