I think I started loving biking when I was in Boston. It was such a huge blessing to be able to get around on my own schedule and wherever I wanted (unlike public transportation--which was wonderful there, but still). The bike liberated me!
Now I'm falling even more in love. As I've said before--it's such a huge blessing to be able to travel through the gorgeous countryside and be IN it. Not in a car, but in nature.
Watching the steam rising after a rain storm drastically cooled down the world.
Hearing the cows and the birds.
And the river.
Smelling the dairies. (Oh, I love the smell of farms! This one was right on the road and I slowly pedaled by, lingering as long as I could without feeling like I was trespassing. :))
Soaking in beautiful vista after vista.
Yet going further than I ever could on foot. 22 miles (on hills like these)
Delighting in the health and strength of my body.
Remembering how extraordinarily blessed I am to be in Vermont, to be within a couple of miles of fields and farms and woods and mountains. My heart is happy and I give thanks for this season of my life.
1423 miles until the Erie Canal
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Ruth! Every time I read your blog, I feel inspired to be a better person—I just love how you set goals and see the beauty in life and are always going about doing good works. Thank you for your always-consistent example! I'm so glad we are cousins so we can always be friends even though we hardly ever see each other :) haha. Family is really the best! Love you!
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