People often ask me why I bike so much. I tend to answer it has something to do with hormones, biking for a certain time releases hormones, endorphines , that give a feeling of well-being.. Runners refer to it as the runners' high..
I have to admit, this runners' high exists, there IS a feeling of well-being to be had when biking, and it certainly is very addictive. I tend to feel bad when I skip a day, which I usually do when I'm too tired from a tough ride or through other circumstances. I have a feeling of guilt over me when I can't bike . So yes, it is a physical thing.
But another reason why I like to bike is that, for me, it is a great stress-reliever. I can go out on my bike, or even just close my eyes when riding on the rollers, and then I can start to run the film of my day; work that was hectic, personal stuff that came up, just thinking about all these matters, sometimes dreaming away and waking up some distance further on , like I am riding on autopilot.
Today on the rollers I just closed my eyes and rode along, thinking about life and how it treats us. People hurting other people, taking away things, for profit or just for the thrill of it. I have never understood why so many people find joy in hurting other people, just because they can? I am sometimes so ashamed when I read or hear what is happening in the world. Ashamed to be men .
At the same time I feel so lucky that in my life, at least , things are good. I have always been rather optimistic, not having had major setbacks yet, being in reasonably good health and being able to do what I want. How lucky am I.
I have been called a dreamer a lot of times but pray tell me, what else can we fall back on at all times, if not on our dreams? Dreams are free, they are the one thing NOBODY can take away from you. Yes, I dream on my bike, I dream of a better world, a world where people love each other instead of killing each other, be it mentally or physically. A world where nature will restore itself instead of being destroyed by our greedy race, hunting for the easy gain, forgetting that all we do is slowly killing our planet, and therefore is also slowly killing us.
But I dream of a better world, nobody can take that away from me. I am free in my dreamworld, I ride on my bike, my body feels good, with muscles gently aching, blood pumping and endorphines getting released, putting a smile on my face . The day falls off of me like an old shroud that has been worn to bits, evaporating as it touches the floor.
I open my eyes, stop pedalling, unclip my Polar and get off my bike. My heartrate drops from 119bpm to a steady 65, I'm already recovering. Time now for a good hot tub and with another dream safely locked in my memory I decide to open up just a little bit, put a little personal stuff in my blog...the other side of the Big Bad Wolf perhaps? You can wake up now, I'm done.
Ride Stats : 32.5K in 1h20mins
16-01-2007, 22:23 geschreven door Big Bad Wolf