Biking

I recently went on a bike ride along the Trinity. I wanted to be intentional about paying attention to the nature surrounding me instead of merely pedaling by. I wanted to stop, kick down my kickstand, and admire the beauty in Fort Worth.

You’ve read Thoreau’s Walking. I introduce to you: Biking.

 

I wish to speak a word for Nature, for marvelous perseverance in a world that fails to understand the beauty in the intricacies. To regard one’s intricacies and feelings as complex as the world and ecosystems that surround us. To not merely blow by the Nature beautifully presenting itself only to feel the slight breeze on our necks, but to understand the creation as we pass by. I aim to make a statement as extreme as Thoreau’s.

 

I have only a few friends who understand the art of biking …

 

Pedaling, not akin to exercise, but to move through the wilderness. Every bike ride is an expression of freedom, a way to take our own two feet a bit further.

 

When we bike, we naturally want to bike through beautiful scenery, through the trees and along the rivers. To bike along the paths that bring bumps, that although should bring caution bring so much excitement that we rarely notice.

 

Some only bike on stationary bikes. Bikes in studios with instructors who blare music and mirrors that reflect synchronous actions. Pelotons that sit in corners and collect dust. Cycling.

 

The future of biking is not in an airconditioned building but rather beneath the sunshine. I will bike along the beaten path.

 

Nature is calling. Explore it a bit further through biking.