The cyclist inside

I said I'm almost dying here in Ahmedabad. So, if not football, let it be my cousin's bike (the one with pedals).
Cool!!
I rode almost 5 kms to the airport today. Ya, not too long, but i just don't understand why others think I'm crazy.
Felt my youth like i feel it every time i play football. One has to flex the body a bit at least.
The cyclist inside has completely awakened in the past year and a half. I've also been going cycling in surat now. All those long rides started there. Cycling all the way to ONGC bridge, having 'nariyal pani', sitting there and breathing in the strongly contrasting view.
And today i again went to a so called long ride on my cousin's bike, touching the airport entrance before turning back. I badly wanted to sit there, but that would've created a havoc here at mamaji's place. They are still so conservative and reserved.
I hope i start cycling in the mornings with U2 filling my ears.
I-think-i-could-be-a-racer. I have those efficient mitochondrias inside.
I can image myself cycling in the Alps and the Basque countryside. Tour de France 2010. Hope U2 comes out with some more wonderful songs..ones giving those echoing feelings of openness and vastness and liberation and freedom and free fall and fast forward movement and flight and flight into the future and and...