Words: Dreaming of Balance

March 5, 2013

in Honey Bikes, Press

Half of Balancing - image source unknownThe title of Lovely Bicycle!’s post today is so apt for my life at the moment:  Dreaming of Balance.

If I had time to dream I think it would be of balance.  Okay, maybe it would be a dream about riding – as her latest post is.

A few quick excerpts:

“I get a rush from the feeling of being out in the middle of nowhere, wandering through the woods on my own. I was riding the Honey cyclocross bike, its toy-like handling accentuating my high. Hopping, successfully, over a cluster of tree roots, I let out a giddy squeal. It resonated through the empty woods like a metallic ring. As if in reply, I heard the shrill sound of a bird somewhere in the distance. Marco! Polo! Ours were the only voices in the woods.

“I only remember it now, because I dreamt about it last night. Not the crash, but the ride leading up to it.


“Then the moment came when I realised it had all been a dream, and a wave of disappointment washed over me. I wanted to be as in touch with my body’s sense of balance in real life as I was in the dream.

“[…] the dream made it feel imperative that I go out and try to recreate the balancing act.”

Keep up with Lovely.  Thank you Constance.


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