Things happen in threes...
The old adage that everything happens in threes recently happened to me. I am a cyclist, I ride a road bike. It’s what keeps me sane and free. The joke is, Edge isn’t fit to be around if he hasn’t ridden his bike, at least every other day for 30 miles or so.
Recently I’ve had three friends experience unexpected accidents while riding, all within a three-month period. It can be a dangerous sport, errant drivers, miscalculations on curves while descending and unexpected cardiac events can make for bad days in the saddle.
It should deter us, but it doesn’t. It’s worth the risk. The endorphins, camaraderie, and sense of community riding provides are priceless. You could find less doing other things, still have an accident and die. So why not do what makes you happy? I have yet to find a better way to spend a day than a long ride, followed by lunch with friends and a nap. Try it. You might find happiness comes in threes too.
