An Experiment

I realized this morning, and not for the first time, that bicycle riding changes my thought patterns. Subject matter that is mulled over the duration of a ride is often distilled into something almost manageable by ride's end. I'm not sure why I should bother with a public log that chronicles this and other insights, except as some sort of recompense to my faithful readers for any lack of insightful blogging here.

If you're truly curious about the trivial turns of my aging mind as I spin my wheels (in every sense of that phrase) go here and read on.