Have you ever had one of those rides? One where you just feel like the place where you should be at this exact moment is just where you are - on your bike? It's hard to explain. Last night I took my cross bike to Carvins Cove for a couple hours and just cruised around by myself. I didn't have a plan, and I didn't feel like it was appropriate to have one. No interval work, no set amount of time riding in a particular zone...I just wanted to enjoy the nice early spring evening.
I had a groove going almost immediately. Riding wasn't hard, but it wasn't easy either. I just was going at the pace I was supposed to. I rode things on the cross bike that seemed difficult the last time I rode them on my mountain bike. Not effortless, but more like effort-appropriate. My body knew when more output was required and supplied the right amount of energy. Not too much, and not too little. Just right.
I felt like I was going just the right speed. I didn't feel at any point that I needed to drop the hammer any more than I was, but I didn't ever feel the need to slow down. The obstacles in front of me arrived under my wheels just when I expected them to.
I had rhythm. I didn't bring my MP3 player, but I had a steady beat in my head. If I could capture and contain what I was feeling last night, I could package it up and sell it for a million dollars a box.
The strange part is that it wasn't even the fastest I've gone or the strongest I've felt. I just wanted to be there exactly at that time doing exactly what I was doing. I was sad when it was over and I don't know if I'll ever have another ride like it again in my life. But, the next time I go out, whether on the cx or mountain bike, I'll try to get back to the place I was on this ride.