I padded to the window and peered through the blinds. The sky was clear and in the early dawn was dark blue. I opened the window and could hear the surf pounding the shore. Heaven on earth. Warm, sunny Florida. I chuckled to myself remembering the kids had a snow day just last week. The temperature here in Gulf Breeze promised to be 78 degrees. Ahhhhh, I'll take it. I come alive in this climate, and especially when I am in such close proximity to the water. Another day in paradise.
Decision to ride made, I dressed quickly, slathered on sunscreen, filled my water bottles and crammed tissues and gels into my pink Fuel Box. I pulled on my pink cycling shoes, grabbed my helmet and was out the door. I felt exhilarated. As I've mentioned, I am at home in the saddle. My bike is an extension of me. I didn't have to leave a note. My peeps would know where I went (the missing bike would be a dead giveaway, wink...wink).
It was beautiful. I rode fast to get my heart racing, then back down to a lower zone for interval training. Perfect. I listened to Sweet Disposition on the playlist I had compiled for the ride (with one ear, the other ear free to catch the sound of cars approaching). Safety first. A smile played on my lips and I felt as if I could ride all day.
I stopped briefly to take in the scenery and while I refueled I felt at such peace listening to the surf and enjoying the sunshine. It was so quiet.
I rode for two hours, and reluctantly returned to the condo on the beach. My daughter was awake and we took a long walk, chattering happily. Perfect.
I found myself wishing I could start every day this way. But back to real life soon, as the kids have school on Monday. But that's ok, as life is good. In the meantime I am content with slowing down, appreciating the little things and enjoying the time we have together in this beautiful place. We are so blessed.