Rousing myself to ride my bicycle to work is not that hard these days; I have done it for so long (and I need money from work), so I just sort of do it. Some days, however, a wave of tiredness looms over my head like a heavy blanket. I have noticed that even though I am so familiar with what to do and how to do it when it comes to commuting, I just "don't want to do it". The newness and initial excitement of exploring a new path has lost its flare.
During times of lameness, I have to humbly slow my pedal strokes and start back at where I was when I was a child, with the wonder and excitement of getting that first bicycle. Back then, moving forward was an accomplishment. Feeling the breeze like never before, watching the simple machine work; living in the moment before I complicate it too much with things like "want", or "speed".
So, here are some simple pleasures I let soak in on a daily basis:

This little offshoot trail is one of my all time favorites. It's short, only slightly windy, and not at all aggressive in terms of "mountain biking", but the tunnel-like tree cover reminds me a little of riding in Western Pennsylvania...beautiful.

I have said this before now, but I LOVE the fog in the morning in Sacramento. This is so worth suffering through the tiredness at 5:30am and sub-forty temperatures (I know, not that bad, but for Sacramentens, it feels terrible!)

Take fog, add sunrise to slowly burn off fog, and you have a recipe for a promising sunrise.

And here are some more deer.
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