79 minutes. That's all it took to cycle beautifully and languidly (granted, I had the wind behind me) from Paisley Canal to Langbank via Elderslie, Bridge of Weir, Kilmalcom, and Finlaystone Park. That's less than the running time of a shit movie. Or even a good one for that matter. But the real movie is of course here, on the saddle, watching the world disappear as a new dimension emerges. This is how you 'alive' and switch yourself on. Your bodymindspirit is a lamp, and it needs to be switched on before it can radiate its light. This is done by embodying yourself and eschewing the carry-cots that man has filled the world with. 80 minutes is all it takes to get that heart energised. And if you cannot afford eighty minutes out of one thousand four hundred and forty (24 hours) then you are in deep trouble, for it means that you get up in the morning but never actually wake up. And with this apparition of aliveness, your heart (and your soul) remains asleep.
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