Most important thing in life is learning how to fall.
~ Jeannette Walls
I spent the morning outside, and some of that outdoor time involved a ride on my bicycle. It is a gorgeous, amazing, stupendous day. I feel like it’s the first time I’ve ever seen a beautiful day. That’s how wonderful it is.
The temperature is in the 60s and it’s windy as all get-out. When you talk to cyclists on the Eastern Shore, they will tell you that we don’t have hills here, but we have wind. Wind adds a great deal of resistance, and it seems to come from all directions at once. I don’t know how it happens, but no matter which direction I take, I am riding into the wind. Sounds impossible, right? Come to the Eastern Shore. I’ll prove it to you.
I had planned to go 11 or 12 miles on this trip. My last ride was 10.4 or something like that, and I’m working towards higher mileage so that M and I can do some of the short loops on the bike routes around here (the short loops, by the way, are 25-40 miles).
I came back sooner than planned. I did another 10.4 miles or so. I cut the trip a little short because I took a spill. I was turning around, went too wide, must have hit a soft or wet spot, and the next thing I knew my left foot and leg were sinking into the muck at the bottom of a ditch filled with water and my bike was sliding towards the water and all I could think of was to get the hell out of the ditch as fast as possible because I KNOW there are snakes and rats and who-knows-what-all-else living in those ditches. It’s not easy to love nature when you’re sinking in the mud.
And the bike! I had to grab the bike! It was sliding towards the water, handle bars first which is where the bag that carries my camera sits. I was sure the camera was going to go for a dunk in the ditch. It was not Lulu the everything-proof camera, either. It was my good camera. Yikes.
Thank goodness my new lifestyle changes (40+ days in) are turning me into Superwoman. I not only took a flying leap off of the bike before it fell (thereby avoiding injury by falling with the bike), but I also managed to FLY out of the ditch and grab the bike, pulling us both to safety.
Phew! I escaped the ditch (which I’m pretty sure was trying to suck me down into the mire), my camera is safe, and I didn’t even injure my pride. It was my first fall from the bike which is something of a miracle given that I trip over my own feet when I walk on solid, even ground.
I made sure everything was okay, hopped back on the bike, and pedaled the remaining 3 miles home. Against the wind, of course.
That’s about it from the Wabi-Sabi Ranch for today. Thank you so much for stopping by and joining me on my bike ride. I didn’t take many photos as I was busy enjoying the scenery, the fresh air, and that amazingly blue sky so I’ll fill in the the remainder of this post with images from a recent sunset.
Be good, be kind, be loving. Just Be. 🙂