Originally Posted by
akohekohe
There was this Zen moment some years ago when I realized that the only object of riding my bike was riding my bike and that I really liked riding my bike. Now, it does not matter ... I can be trying to climb an 8% grade into a gale force wind in heavy rain (happened two weeks ago going home on my commute) or traffic jamming at rush hour on Kapiolani Blvd. and it just doesn't matter ... I'm riding and enjoying it and I'm relaxed in the sense that I am completely comfortable with my surroundings. I'm not sure if I'm a faster rider since I reached this level, but doing distance riding (centuries +) is much easier than it used to be. What I find strange are the number of cyclists that are really wound up all the time ... yelling at cars and complaining about this and that ... why bicycle if that is what it does for you?
You can relax and be one with the surroundings on the Nimitz, or Al Moana, or on the Windward Coast? Wow!