With the work load being welcomed and vast this week I was really looking forward to tonight’s ride. Jen was away with the kids down river and I had the afternoon and night to be free with my bicycle once again! The old 1991 Diamond Back came down from the garage hooks for today I was in search of speed. To date I have never met a 26″ rim bike that can match the efficiency of this work of art! Sealed Italian bearings must have something to do with it? With my gardening chores behind me I left my drive way at precisely 5:09 p.m.
All I can say is 51 minutes. 51 minutes to ride 17.50 miles with numerous stop lights, primary street intersections and stop signs. I flew and recorded my best time to date. As I arrived at the MCB my plan was to have a few and then fly back home. I was interrupted by a beautiful site. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Val with her bike and then Dan right behind her with his! They told me that Jen going last week had inspired them and there you have it, couple Date Night!
They asked me to join them which in turn I shied away from initially. He told me they were oft to the river front and would be stopping by Jacobi’s later on and beckoned me to join them there. I said perhaps I would and to please have a great time. I was enjoying the conversation with Erin as I did my best to rehydrate. Erin is someone who had been serving me for over 2 years and I never knew her name? Not taking the time to get out of my dream world and into the moment so as to learn someone’s name must have been a part of that Idealistic self? That inflated form of narcissism that had been so clearly revealed to me on last week’s ride often kept me from being in the moment, let alone learning anyone’s-someone’s first name.
After an hour of great conversation I gave Dan a call and decided to head on down for just one and then head on back for the 20 miles that remained. The seen at Jacobi’s was festive and even a mime was present to give me a few forward funny expressive suggestions! We spoke of Honest John’s Dear Irene and openly pondered when the appropriate time is to mess with perfection? If all events are perfect for each and everyone involved, then it begs the question, who are we to decide when or if we even should become involved, meddling with Heavenly perfection? Whether it is through Religion, White Magic or Heartfelt Prayer? Tears were flowing as my heart ached for Irene a fellow Gardener and friend. The only right decision I think for those who are as of yet perhaps unworthy, is to trust the heavenly flow and keep quite the tongue, which with wisdom, can conjure to speak and utter such things.
Blasting North Wayne State Campus was quite as I made my way on through. The rest of the journey home was one of deep breath and contemplation as I asked the angels what they thought about tonight’s conversation and Irene’s situation? All the while my heart and head were as one, me feet were on another journey attempting to match my earlier efforts all of the way back home.
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