Well, it's February and the sun is out. That means cycling, and though there haven't been any real explorative wanders, it's just good to get out on the bike, and go...
I've already made several references in this blog to the similarities between bird and bicyclist, between soaring and freewheeling, between wings and wheels... yet there is a definite (or should that be indefinite?) feeling of flight, and of playfulness that accompanies the cyclist that would seem to compare with that of birds flying and the like.
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At a time where obesity and general ill health is afflicting the manic-minded western world, I am convinced not just of the physical health benefits of cycling but of the spiritual and metaphysical aspects too (if not moreso). The breathing of the body as it cycles is at complete odds with the suffocation of the body as it is driven.
Movement is momentum; momentum is moment; moment is everything.
As Sterling Hayden remarks in the Asphalt Jungle: Age is a matter of arteries not years!
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