5. Winter Landscapes are Magical
4. Sometimes Slower is Better
That being said, I probably appear a little spastic to people at times, and I understand the deep value in slowing down and taking in the environment. There are definitely times when I choose to move at a more leisurely pace, like when I lounge on the beach or read a book in my hammock. But biking in the winter is one of the few things that forces me to slow down. Instead of only yielding at a stop sign so that I can beat a line of traffic, I am happy in the winter to slow my roll completely and wait for cars. This is a matter of safety when the roads are slippery and visibility is sub par, but I appreciate the impact reducing my speed has on my spirit. When I'm snailing through a slushy white road cover, I have a little time to contemplate exactly where it is that I'm going. It's worth it to take a moment to realize that external conditions cannot deter me from my destination but still that I must heed and respect the actuality of what is going on around me. Plus, I'm grateful for the meditative sounds of my wheels on the snow.
3. Falling Hurts, and it's Okay
2. My Legs are Strong
1. Friends Make it More Fun
Few things are as satisfying as seeing the conviction of friends manifest itself in a radical devotion that might, at times, take priority over personal comfort. But I won't lie. Sometimes I put on my mittens and ride my bike in the winter because it actually feels good to me.