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Cycling, outdoors. The longer I am holding the handlebars, pushing the pedals, the quieter my mind gets. It’s not long into each ride before I completely lose track of time. All the while enjoying natural scenery, reaching high summits of uninhabited areas near my town, exploring the area in a manner that all the natural beauty I can perceive gets strongly imprinted into my memory -my heart is pounding. I really love cycling.
Cycling, outdoors. The longer I am holding the handlebars, pushing the pedals, the quieter my mind gets. It’s not long into each ride before I completely lose track of time. All the while enjoying natural scenery, reaching high summits of uninhabited areas near my town, exploring the area in a manner that all the natural beauty I can perceive gets strongly imprinted into my memory -my heart is pounding. I really love cycling.