Today

Today I cycled to work in blistering sunshine. Not the type of blistering that burns your skin, but the kind that burns coloured shapes onto the backs of your eyeballs. Today I avoided the long lines of traffic that streamed down the arterial roads. I avoided the queues at the petrol stations and the frustration at junctions. Today I cycled along the Taff trail in the lee of a speedier rider, my one gear no match for 20 gears and a long empty path. Today I chatted with a fellow cyclist I’d never met, swapping tales of sportives past and long forgotten lunacy. Today was a good day to be on a bike.