Saturday, October 9, 2010

Take THAT Ponce de Leon

Ole Ponce de Leon (early Spanish explorer of the New World) did not find the fountain of youth primarily because he was casting around Florida looking for it around the early 1500s when, in fact, said fountain of youth did not come into being until around 1839.  Undoubtedly, you have one in your garage.  The fountain of youth of which I speak is, of course (of course!), the bicycle.

When, as today, I approach my bike after having been neglectful of her for some time (months) I wonder if it will happen again as it has so many times before.  And, I am never disappointed.  Every single time on that first stroke I am transported  back decades to roughly the care-free age of 10.  While the wind no longer whistles through my long blond hair because it is not long nor blond and I wear a helmet, the sense of delight and freedom is the same.  Even the bastard in the black SUV who was unsuccessful in his fiendish scheme to kill me couldn't squelch my joy in the ride. 

For whatever you think ails the world, I propose a bike ride in October as the solution.  Hear this politicians--I'll vote for whomever delivers a bike in every garage.     

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