There something honorable about simple pleasures found in monotonous tasks. I’ve been told by people that biking is dangerous, not as good as other exercise options, or expensive and that may be true.

I’ve been able to see things on rides or hikes that I wouldn’t trade the world for, things that make me deeply upset that I don’t have pictures of. This picture was taken by my best friend and it holds a lot of meaning to me even if it was just another ride for us. It meant we got to do it together, and that we both have evidence of this moment.

I haven’t biked in a while, but I like to think I take this attitude into everything. That I need to pay attention because something that means the world could come and go and I might have missed it if I don’t notice. More importantly that I should share it with those I love.