The last 3 weeks have been a blur of work for me, 7 days a week, 60+ hours per week. And today I finally reached my limit - about 2:30 I hit 'save', pushed the 'off' button, told my boss I'd see him in the morning, grabbed my helmet and jacket, and hopped on the bike for a ride in the afternoon sun to clear the crap from my head.
Rode from N Van to Squamish and back. No problems with traffic on the way up - I simply dispatched them whenever there was an adequate gap. And hustling the 4-lane sections sure got 'the project' out of my brain.
Nice relaxing hot cup of tea and slice of lemon loaf at the Sunflower Bakery in downtown Squish, then a brisk ride back - cold no problem (electric vest), late winter sun in the face, cars disappearing into the rear-view mirror, still-fresh tires and new front suspension doing its job and feeding my confidence, wind and vibes and noises and forces soaking my senses. Filtered right to the front of the queue for the Lions Gate, grooved thru the traffic downtown, and pulled up in front of the house just about when I regularly would.
But instead of dragging into the house pretty worn and tired, I floated in, energized. The world doesn't seem quite as rough right now.
Damn, that was good!
Isn't this why we own motorcycles?