Just turning the wheels..

Dreams of Don Quixote and windmills filled my head last night, giants standing still, lovingly cared for but now retired.

Climb out of bed, do my stretches and exercises, shave my head and then shower.

Dressed and in the car....then on the bike and into town. Across the common and through the streets, past the river....gasp and sigh at the tranquility and beauty. Avoid the cow-pats and stop and stare. Breath in and out, smile and thank whatever for the life you have.

Work

Rest

Play

When you are on the bike and covering distance at no particular speed, just coasting along...my dear cycling buddies and I call it 'just spinning the wheels'........some days are like that..

:)