Something that motivates me more than anything and it strengthens my motivation to exercise and ride a bike as a female is to observe passionate and fearless little girls who are familiar with the joy of excitement and danger from time to time.
We have a little girl who participates in our exciting journeys with her father and more than any of us, she is looking for adventure and the discovery of the unknown. When we are pedaling together on a bicycle, she says to me: “I want to go to the mountains! I want uphill! And my heart wants the excitement of coming down and rolling down from the mountain!”
I laugh and I try to match her passionate feelings and then I get frustrated that sometimes I see despite her pure joyful being as a young green tree, I am like a rough trunk whose slaps of the winds of time have made the pleasures of life pale-colored for her.
Again, it does not matter, I still see life colorful enough.
