Saturday, March 9, 2013

Proper spring

I was out looking for photos for the
Centretown BUZZ. Found this.
Today was probably the first taste of proper spring. It's gritty and wet (my back fender fell off a couple of days ago, because the zip tie holding it on broke: left the house without it today and regretted it within five minutes when I had a soggy, gritty patch on my ass.)

Oh, but, but...Gritty, wet, sure, but it was above freezing. I could wear my helmet without a toque underneath it. There were patches of dirty snow creeping out into and across the bike lanes, but I rode along, way out in the lane to avoid the potholes and puddles, taking up my space like a boss and thinking, "There's hope for the universe yet."

Spring always does that to me. Somehow riding your bike when you're not bundled up, head and torso immobilized by coat and scarf and hat and shoulders hunched up against the chill - riding when you can loosen up and let down the defenses against the elements - the first day you really get to do that in the spring is so liberating. It's like you have so much more room, control, grace, power. You're not carrying around a ton of tension, prepared for black ice, slippery slush, that hidden pothole, the car bearing down from behind, and shrunk into yourself because it's -20 out there beyond your eyelids... nope. Not anymore. Now you're a lane-taking, curb-hopping, pedal-cranking machine, with your head on a swivel just because it finally can be.

Or maybe it's just me.

Long live the first yawns and stretches of spring.

3 comments:

  1. "Long live the first yawns and stretches of spring." Wish I'd written this. Hope someone else does.

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  2. Hello Kate,
    Would it be possible to have your email address? I work for Runtastic and I have some biking news for you.
    Thx,
    Heloise - heloise.bouvier@runtastic.com

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  3. You spoke too soon. Friday was ugly in Ottawa. Needed the winter bike and gear for that day.

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