I thank God every morning for the beauty and glory and honor of this new day, and I ask for his guidance to do the job for which I am intended. In other words, “Tell me where you need me, buddy. I’m yours.”
And he answers me each day with someone crossing my path that makes me stop dead cold in my tracks and just revel in the miracle of the moment. That homeless veteran with the hole in his stomach (which he showed me), whom I met after getting off the Atlanta Streetcar? That urban farmer whose farm is now gone because they are building condos? That man feeding the pigeons where there’s now a parking lot? Their photos hang in my home. I think of them every single day. They motivate me to keep riding, to keep finding out why I’m riding.
Excerpt from Traveling at the Speed of Bike, on Amazon in all global markets. I’m an indie author and your support is greatly appreciated. A portion of proceeds from the sale of all books is donated to help more women and girls ride bikes. Currently, that means funding my ability to do “Pedal Power with Pattie” Basic Bike Skills Classes for Women for free.