Pedal into the wind and let it blow you home. Or, let the wind take you where you want to go and...
I know that I usually prefer the first option--especially when I'm riding my fixed gear. Especially if I'm doing something really goofy like a metric century on a fixed gear.
On a clear day, with the wind at my back, I don't feel as if I'm riding a bicycle anymore: Rather, my bike and legs become conduits for the wind that takes me back, the wind that, according to the Navajos, begins life.
And when my ride on a current of wind begins at the ocean, it seems as if the world--or, at least, a season--has begun.
I know that I usually prefer the first option--especially when I'm riding my fixed gear. Especially if I'm doing something really goofy like a metric century on a fixed gear.
On a clear day, with the wind at my back, I don't feel as if I'm riding a bicycle anymore: Rather, my bike and legs become conduits for the wind that takes me back, the wind that, according to the Navajos, begins life.
And when my ride on a current of wind begins at the ocean, it seems as if the world--or, at least, a season--has begun.
Thanks for sharing such a useful post.
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