Today was not suitable for cycling -- sweltering muggy and occasional rain. I promised myself never to start a bike ride in the rain since the last time I did so, in 2003. The front wheel began oscillating side to side (that white stripe is slick when wet!), I went off the road onto a soft shoulder, and then found myself flying over the handlebars. Says I do myself, says I, "I really don't want to break my neck!" Tuck head in, reach hands back to grab back of neck, curl up -- then I'm on my face and elbows. The intervening moments edited out of memory, when I landed lightly on my right shoulder and continued rotating. Things could have been a lot worse -- I had a few minor scratches on my shoulder, but no bruises. Psalm 91 came to mind, about angels watching over us. Also the riposte Jesus gave when Satan quoted that scripture. Annoying God is not a good idea.
Anyhow, let's talk about today. Around 7:30, I noticed that the Dr. Jekyll face of the weather had appeared -- cool, and clear. Irresistable grace! And, I had a new FitBit bracelet to try out, courtesy of Dori Coblentz. For the first time in my life, I ascended Gunstock Creek Road in 3rd gear all the way. Paused at the top, to note that the radar dome on Apple Orchard Mountain still reflected some of the sunlight that also graced the tips of White Oak Ridge, Onion Mountain, and Headforemost Mountain. The Peaks of Otter were still basking in daylight. Home again home again -- all the way to Overstreet Creek Road in 3rd gear. Temple Baptist Church folks had a bonfire going at Promise land, with the smoke ascending as high as Suck Mountain, which had a 3rd quarter moon directly above it.
Good times. Life is a gift, meant to be enjoyed, and it is so good be be here!