What is it about riding a bike over long distances that is so appealing? When I tell people that I’m planning to ride a 400k this weekend they look at me like I’m crazy. They are right of course. I was thinking about the ride on my commute home tonight and I couldn’t help but think to myself “just why am I doing this?”.
Honestly, I don’t know what it is myself. I guess it’s the sense of adventure. Something that my Pops and my Aunt instilled in me when I was a kid. I’m not even thinking about the portion of the ride in the daylight. I’m looking forward to the night riding. The thought of riding through the night and seeing the sunrise. The thought of riding on a freeway in the dark alongside speeding cars. (Just kidding Serbrina, I wouldn’t do that.) The adventure of knowing that my car is 250 miles away and the only way to get there is from the power of my own legs and mental determination. Will I make it? If I do, what then? The next adventure of course
This urge to seek out adventure is powerful. The best part is that you’re never done.