memyselfandi

This weekend, I experienced one of those rare, and cherished moments where I felt a connection to the earth. I was bike riding all day yesterday on some great trails near West Virginia. At one point, I rode out of the woods and into a big open field with high grass, and rolling hills. The single track stretched over the field for about a mile or so, and I stopped right in the middle to take it all in. The wind was blowing, rain tickled my face, the clouds were moving quickly overhead, and the grass swayed as it made a great rustling sound. For that moment, everything felt incredible.