Getting Your Leg Over

Getting your leg over isn't a sexual event, it's an existential one. This is what I did this morning and what I do every morning: I get my leg over.

This morning it was walking over the Kilpatrick Braes, yesterday, it was trudging over the great mesa of the Campsie Fells, and the day before that it was getting on my bike and cycling over the small desolate bump between Bridge of Weir and Kilbarchan.

This is your 'leg over', whether walking over hills or simply getting onto your bicycle and powering your self as Nature intended. This is the up 'n over that is also your moving yoga and your supreme breathing in wide and quiet natural spaces.

It is also your primary existential event.
 
Every day is a leg-over day.