The color was so true and thick that it looked as if it had been painted. The sun shone intermittently and there was the hint of a sprinkle. The tree frogs competed with the birds for attention. The endorphins produced a sense of well being and the spinning a sense of harmony. I felt so good that I decided to climb the Wall and go 10 miles farther than I had intended.
Cycling can indeed be a spiritual experience.
That was the thought. And this year I promise myself to tap into this experience more frequently. I bet I m not the only one who s had that thought, either. But this year let s make it happen. This brings me to the perennial topic of member involvement and the need for all of us to volunteer time and talent to support the Club s activities.