Oh, the Joy...

Since Saturday, yours truly has rollebladed a combined total of almost 30 miles. There is nothing better than putting on the blades and listening to a little Matt Chandler while going as fast as you can against the wind for the first half of the ride. Then on the way back the wind seems to push you on. A little help for a weary soul, if you will. It has been wonderful and stretching and wonderful. I have been somewhat afraid to go to Fort Fraser Trail, because of the closeness of the trail to US Hwy 98 S. But my worries were suppresses with the realization of the fact that there are a couple of people who drive, in a golf cart, up and down the trail. The most amazing part of the whole thing is being able to smile at each of the people I ride past. In my mind it is like you are saying to each other, without words, "Hey, good for you. We are doing this. We are taking care of ourselves; improving our health. You can do this. I believe in you." They may even be thinking that that I am crazy for smiling so big on this hot, windy day, and that they just want to smile and pass quickly so I will stop looking at them. The thing about that is I don't really care. In my head we are encouraging each other, and nothing says community more than that.