Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Centenial Trail bike path

I've been on my bike as much as I can lately as summer and cycling season are coming to an end. It always leaves me with impressions and reminds me of past cycling. Someone said that when you start talking more about what you've done than what you plan to do then you are old. Something like that.. I don't know who said it either because of my memory...

Anyway, last night I went out on a bike ride, and for some odd reason decided to go out on the highway. That really brought back some memories. I had the whole road to myself on the way out to the highway. Went past some farmer's fields, it was nice. Then when I actually got on the highway it was brutal. Lots of cars and semi trucks going past me fast. The wind, noise and even risk of it all really caused my mind to click. With cycling as in everything there are ups and downs. Good times and bad times, even within one ride. There was one other rider going the other direction. I saw him coming for a long way. When we passed he looked at me and waved. I nodded my head and raised a hand off of the bars.

Tonight I was back on the Centenial Trail going along the Spokane River. It left me with its own impressions. Cyclists coming and going. Each on his or her own path in their lives and yet sharing the same bike path. When I was younger there weren't any bike paths. I was always out on the highway. I was usually alone. Didn't see any other cyclists. It wasn't a shared experience the way it is now.

6 comments:

Diane said...

You can't be old Don! :P That's utter rubbish!

don said...

Well at least I can still crawl on a bike..

Jules said...

So do you appreciate that it's a shared experience now, or did you used to prefer your solitude as a younger rider?

I love this sentence: Each on his or her own path in their lives and yet sharing the same bike path.

It's amazing how we all have common interests as people we'd consider strangers. We can nod and smile at one another because we share that commonality. But it's funny how we don't always take the time to stop and talk to them. I see other joggers all the time, but most of the time we just do the same thing, smile and wave as we run past each other. Still.. I feel like I'm part of something bigger because of that. I like that feeling.

As for your memory.. you're sharp as a tack!! And about recalling events from the past... you're so lucky you can remember your past. You could be like me and only have vague memories of growing up. Hmmm.. I guess I'll never feel like I'm getting old then, according to what "they" say.

don said...

I used to be like Forest Gump when he was running and running in that movie. That's how it was when I was cycling.

At first I was alone way out on the highway. As time went on then more and more people joined in.

But I'm still off in my own little world. At some point I'll just stop and say "I'm done cycling now."

Jules said...

I think i'd keep over and have a heart attack if that sentence ever came out of your lips. ;)

don said...

It will probably be me who will keel over with the heart attack!