Parking sign

I did a few laps around the small court and ended leaning against the wall again, or what I thought to be the wall. It was in fact a large sign that I did not know how I had missed seeing it thus far. It was wide, white and the lettering had been made in…

Leisure time

I bid my bicycle fan goodbye and started to make my way across the area. The wind on my face was cool and I could hear some birds above me, gliding on the air currents. That was freedom. I slowed down a bit, stretched out my arms and closed my eyes… for a moment I…

I know that bike!!

The road opened up into a wide court, a place where I could see several riders sprinting or just lazying about, leaning against the wall, especially on the western most edge of the court. There, the wall was shorter and transparent, allowing for a glorious view of the area. I leaned against it and soaked…

The training continues

Ok, so apparently this was a favoured spot for training among athletes, especially those involved in the triathlon. This fact became apparent to me after watching several bikers pass me by in a similar apparel to the first one I had encountered. I continued along the wall, pratically hugging it, forced into such a slow…

Not everyone relaxes

Such a relaxing trip. No distractions, no stress, just cycling, pure and simple. – Get out of the way loser! I almost fell out of my bike with her scream. – Move! I said move now! My bike stopped and I leaned against the wall, long enough for a shade of blue to pass me…

Commitment to the cause

The whole experience was pleasurable, this bridge had been built precisely for bicycles and I now understood why. It seemed like a sanctuary for two wheels. Several other riders crossed my path, all of them focused and lost on their own trip. One of them stopped near my current position, she was having trouble with…

Anticipation

Accessing the upper level of the cycling road meant climbing a ramp with very little inclination. I was almost impressed at how little and smoothly it rose out of the ground until it joined the bridge. I rose fast and with little effort, the quality of the bike was impressive but the most impressive thing…

You may pass

The sun felt good on my skin and I let myself become a flower for a few minutes, just standing there, soaking in the light. I looked around and the street was pretty much deserted, just a couple of townfolk walking around. No face looked familiar, but I thought it best not to take any…

Lesson learned

Wake up, throw up, eat and sleep, that was my routine for what seemed like months… sometimes not in that precise order. Painful as it was, it didn’t come even close to the ongoing barrage of “I told you so’s”, “You should know better’s” and “What have we learned’s”. I swear that at one point…

Familiar

Every single inch hurt. I still hadn’t opened my eyes and I could feel the pain all over. My feet, legs, arms, head, I swear even my hair hurt. – Easy, easy… you are safe, you are going through withdrawal. My arms were secrured in place by something, but that didn’t stop me from trying…

White

I could not see a single thing, eyes weren’t able to make out anything from the intense white. That was all I was able to see, white. From the sound of my footsteps I could tell I was walking on dirt or sand and I could feel the blades of grass rustling against my legs…

…lost in the dark

I made my way across the room, as slowly as I could, trying not to raise attention. The slot machines were all occupied. Every stool with an eager person dropping an endless stream of silver coins into the appropriate slot. There were two rows of five machines, back to back, ten in total. One of…