Many Thoughts

Yesterday I went on a cycle ride. My work recently moved from about half a mile away from where I live to 12 miles away, which was slightly annoying. I enjoyed walking in the winter and cycling in the summer on the $20 bike I got from Faustino, who was on my team at Lawn Ranger back when I was cutting grass and clearing snow. A $20 bike is good for about a mile but not much more - it is too small for me, and uncomfortable. So I purchased a newer, bigger bike with the savings projected from 6 months worth of reduced petrol spending, and planned to cycle to work.

This plan was put into action a few Fridays ago when I cycled to work to see how long it would take and if I thought I could handle it in addition to a full day of work cleaning carpet. The route is flat and only has a short stretch where the cycle path runs along a road. Minneapolis is considered one of the most cycle friendly cities in the USA.

I was so relaxed about the journey that the next day I cycled into work, worked my day, and cycled home. It takes me about an hour, and it is a nice time to meditate and unwind from anything happening before, or during the day. It gives time to think. To listen, not to anything coming through the earphones or speakers, but to what my mind is saying. To float gently on the currents of thought that jumble through my brain.

Those currents take me to different places. Topmost recently has been the death of my grandmother, Bobbie Walker. The death of my son, last year. Our current pregnancy, this year. The hospital we are visiting is the same one. Could I cycle to the hospital? Or could I have cycled to the hospice where my grandmother died to see her a little more often? I only saw her once in there, and she was asleep.

So, death dominates my thinking at the moment. But there is a crumble upstairs that I am waiting on. Which I think the time has come for now. But there are many more thoughts to come.