like Jethro said.
I'm finding it harder and harder to go straight home.
My sunday ride home starts around 2:30 am. Last Sunday I got home around 4:20 am.
It's only a 5 mile ride, but as I come closer to home I start drifting down quiet side streets.
Maybe a spin down to the waterfront, the moons my lamp, the dark nights my sanctuary.
The city is so quiet and peacefull, broken glass on the road sparkling like diamonds under the streetlamps.
I enjoy cycling so much, I put myself out.
Last Sunday I had to be up @ 8:30 am.
Only 4 hrs sleep, I was pretty tired, -but very satisfied I had stolen time to ride.
Riding for me is more than commuting or exercise..it's an adventure sport and my pastime..
I ride offroad bikes mostly, but even on the road I amuse myself, bunnyhopping, riding curb edges, kicking off anything that will give me a little air.
I like riding empty streets, carving corners at high speed -feeling my tires run off the contact patch, seeing how fast and low I can go.
I think I'll start racing XC this year, I'll be 40 years old...and I'm still learning how to ride a bike well.
I'm finding it hard to ride in a straight line anymore,........I take the long way home.