It will be cold
And I will go for a ride.
25 miles or so.
Parsippany to Boonton to Denville to Parsippany.
Early on a Saturday morning in late November.
A Bike ride
With about 100 other riders.
To buy, and then deliver, turkeys so others, less fortunate than us, may have a happy Thanksgiving.
I can’t speak for others so I will speak for myself
I am doing it because I can. Because I can ride the distance, afford the turkey and I want to give something of myself to others who have a need. I am doing this because it is a way for me to give back to the sport I have come to truly love. I am doing it because I will get to ride with other people of like-mind. Each of us on this ride will have their own reasons but we will all have one goal. The goal is to help others.
I do it because I am Thankful for all that I have.
On Saturday I will ride so others can have a good holiday.
I am excited about the ride. The spectacle of 100 riders on a cold morning cruising through towns with frozen turkeys on our backs… It will be an experience and I am sure it will be all levels of fun. Missus has made cookies for the riders. After all that riding, cookies will be a welcome treat I hope.
I hope I don’t end up walking up Vreeland Avenue or Main Street. I was sick all week but I think I am recovered….
No room for excuses…
I think of cycling as a pure activity. Like running, it is an expression of the physical and the mental self. It is you, your bike, the road, and your physical and self-imposed limitations.
Tomorrow will not be a race. Tomorrow will be a ride. It will have one overriding purpose: To help others.
This is one more reason I love cycling. It is another way for me to share. To give. And I get to do this with many people I hardly knew a year or two ago and now I think of as friends.
It is the essence of what I think cycling is, at least what it is for me. It is community. It is friendship.