Get up while it is dark.
Drink Coffee.
Enter cube.
Stare at computer all day.
Go home.
Nothing special,
nothing exciting,
same old.
Just a day.
Get home as quickly as possible.
Change into all-over lycra.
Grab bicycle.
Go.
And the whole day changes.
The warm Autumn air.
The low lying sun.
The lungs breathing.
The wheels turning.
And I quietly celebrate.
Last Summer
I was unemployed
and I rode my heart out.
I ecstatically rolled
my personal best,
1500 miles.
I was thrilled.
It was about so much more
than just the miles.
This summer
I was employed
every moment I could
slip in
when it was not raining,
after work,
on my weekends,
I was there
trying to at least match
my personal best.
And tonight I rolled
1400 miles.
I know I can do 1500 now,
I know it.
It is not just about a number for me,
it is about where it puts me
physically ~
I feel better than I ever have,
I look better than I ever have,
and
mentally ~
Just a day
turns into a worthwhile day,
a beautiful day,
a special day.
Just a day...
