I agree riding a bike is like having a time-machine. But for me, it takes 30 years off my age. Now that’s time travel.–Corrie
It isn’t the sexy DeLorean sort of time machine that takes me back to some other time or place. Such as a time when I had no adorable baby, no beloved business to run, and could spend weekends riding without a care in the world… Nope. It’s better. My bike time machine is more like a bread machine of sci-fi mechanics, making a particular quality of time. Warm fluffy loaves of time to slice into.