My crazy bike dream
What is a dream if you cannot change your mind?
Mountain biking was never my forte. But today (Thursday 13 April 2006) would be different, or so I thought. I (Johan) rented a bike (from people who cycled around the world) and decided to do a 30km circle route that seemed quite flat on the map. I chose to forget that the last time I was on a bike was probably about 5 years ago.
After 1.2km my legs were tired. After 4km a bus stopped next to me and offered me a lift. I declined. At the 5km mark I decided to let go of my dream of cycling through China for 6 months. It was not difficult to do. In fact it was a great joy. The only thing in front of me was the open (gravel) road. The silence was only disturbed by my ever increasing heart beat. Who said that it was easy to push a bike up a hill? But then the hill was behind me as I raced down into a tunnel of trees.
Everything was great again, the same again, except that I was free from that crazy dream of mine...
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