“Ooouch it hurts! Hickeys are always embarrassing.. specially when they are red and so many!”
My new fantasy is to reach new heights on my masculinity beautiful: the all new Giant Bike.
Yes! I am recently added to what is called as the biker’s community. Where I live, this used to be a Jungle, which nowadays people call as Greater Noida… supposedly a part of NCR (Non- Commutable-Region); much beyond Delhi. But only till the time before I got introduced to these super enthusiastic bunch of people of the Greater Noida Cyclist and Runners community. Now I look forward every morning to start my day with a spur of pushed exercise: Running or Cycling.
And in no time I am addicted to this amazing sport of biking… completed a few tours of 30 and 40km (I can’t believe I really did it!). And now I am all excited for my very first Noida-Delhi-Noida ride.
I wanted to ride on the expressway too but the experts of the group forbade me to!
So, the two of us mounted our bikes on to the cycle carrier of the escort vehicle and took it till Amity, Noida. We took our bikes off the rack and were ready for a ride with the riders who were coming from the Mahamaya Flyover and Mayur Vihar.
Amazing view on the way and awesome ride with the ups and downs of the flyovers. Being the most inexperienced rider I was kept in-between the trail of riders. From Pragati Maidan to India Gate to Rashtrapati Bhavan, I can see so many riders and runners! I was amused to see that most of them actually knew each other.
Our experienced cyclist Col. Anuj & Mr. Deep waves at almost everyone on the way! Can this ever happen in a large metropolis like the Delhi NCR! With a population of more than 3 crores how can random people know each other?! It was then that I realised the bonding of a community: the Biker’s community.
On our way back, I was already having this feeling of a pro! And I was now cutting through the traffic, trying to race with Mr. Deep and Col. Anuj. And manoeuvring and turning my bike like a pro 😉 … we were almost there near Mahamaya Flyover when it happened. I was drinking water with one hand while keeping my bike on check with the other! Before I realised it happened in a flash and dhusssssshhhh! My first somersault with my new love. Bruises and cuts! Yeah yeah it looks bad! But you know, Hickies are generally embarrassing! And that’s how I got my first love bite (I call it Bike Bite) from my new bike!
So, my guy admonished me, “no biking. it’s so dangerous” …. But why should I not? I will ride again in few days when I recover.. because we fall to rise again.
“Pain is temporary. It may last a minute, or an hour, or a day, or a year, but eventually it will subside and something else will take its place. If I quit, however, it lasts forever. That surrender, even the smallest act of giving up, stays with me. So when I feel like quitting, I ask myself, which would I rather live with?”
― Lance Armstrong, It’s Not About the Bike: My Journey Back to Life