I'm all for getting kids into bikery.
i mean, come'on ... there's nothing cuter then a wee bugger slippin around on a wheeler and sprinkling grins left and right down the singletrack.
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but, maybe more than that ...
maybe more than that ... i'm into seeing adults find that life has more to offer then banging for a paycheck or filing time away in a cold, closed circuit cabinet of "what happened in my life."
Kids have wonder and imagination and newness to their world and so i can't get too worked up for them when they crack open a giggle of glee at the sweet tastes of new-found pleasures. All of life can be a new-found pleasure to a young one ... or, so it should be.
But the adult, the yous and mes ~ the ones jaded by the same day playing over and over again in their head ... those are the folks i want to see shaken, see their expectations rattled and spun 'round and 'round until a dizzy, giddy elation stirs in their belly, erupting from their center ~ forcing them to look fresh and new and orient themselves with wonder at the splendor of ... possibility.
That's what i like seeing on the bike.