As I sped down the trail splashing through deep mud puddles, grinding over gravel, even jumping a berm with the wind in my hair and grit in my teeth, I suddenly was 12 years old again.
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A great story on bicycle riding. The writer talks about the memories that riding a bike invokes in her mind. I think the same can be said for most of us. I just recently rode a bike again this year after a very long hiatus and I had the same feeling of euphoria and thrill of adventure.