Feet push up & down.
Crisp cold winter air bites my hands yet invigorates my body.
Heartbeat keeping time with my feet.
Gumtrees, grapevines, parrots.
The sun tries to provide warmth.
My thighs burn and my mind is empty.
This is what it’s for. Cycling. Life.
Unburdened by anxiety my mind is free. I am happy. Cycling. Life.