Dear Diary... a glimpse into the pages of journal written by a woman rider.
January 31, 2009
I had one of those "moments" today! I don't even know why I call them moments when they really only last about 3 seconds. It usually happens when I least expect it, and mostly when I'm riding. That's the only thing about riding I wish I could change. Often, I see or experience something really nice, but, I can't stop to capture it because it may be unsafe. So, I consider my "moments" little gifts from God. The chance to "stop and smell the roses" and enjoy the beauty before you, even if it's only for 3 seconds. I just wish there was some way I could print a picture of those "moments" so I can share them with others. But, maybe that's why I consider them so special, it's like God and I share a little secret.
My "moment" came to me while we were on our ride home after we went to visit the MIL. The late afternoon sun was setting and it started getting hard at times to see where I was going. It would shine right in my face, or glare badly on my windshield and was creating quite a challenge. We had already passed by the lake and were almost in Wetumpka, going up one of those long straight stretches of road, up hill, with pine trees standing tall on both sides. H was leading and I could tell as we ascended up this hill, the sun was going to poke into my eyes again when we reached the crest. Just as I was craning my neck to see over my windshield... it happened.
The sun appeared to be resting right down on top of the road. Right as H crested the hill in front of me, his blackened silhouette was clearly defined within the big bright circle of orangey yellow. The tall pines that lined up along both sides of the road appeared to be framing this beautiful "moment" of time. It looked like the highway was entering straight into the sun and the perfect sihouette of a biker was riding into the light. For 3 seconds, H became the "Sun Rider". It was a beautiful picture!
I hope I never lose my mind, for fear of losing my mental album of "moments". I don't have many of these when I'm driving my car, which is why I think riding is so wonderful!