I do this every day. Up at 5am, on the road at 6am.
I watch the gas station attendant roll up the window covers.
The ducks scatter out of my way through the foggy park.
The Skytrain whirs overhead, seemingly quieter than when it's full of people.
The odd motorist is sitting in their car, CO2 pouring out the back, as they wait for their window to defog.
The other motorist is bumbling out of their driveway, barely aware of the bicycle that just whizzed by.
I wind up the spin past the silent golf course, hearing only the wind and my heart.
..and I cool down a bit by the river, while mentally preparing for the day ahead.
I <3 the early morning.