riding a bike - quotes and descriptions to inspire creative writing
Riding that bike was my physical poetry, my ode to living written by those great turning wheels upon the earth.
On those wintry days her gloves were such a blessing for riding her iron-horse over the bridleways. Warm hands made all the difference.
Riding a bike was freedom to me. It was my way to gallop, to move quickly through the kaleidoscope of seasons.
I could ride my bike outdoors for hours, as if that fresh country air had a way of releasing energy reserves I never knew I had. I imagined it within me as an extra energy store only for use in the case of necessary fun.