Am I going to stop cycling some day? Sincerely, I have never asked myself such a question. But I was thinking about my father, and remembered when the Physician told him that he should of stop riding a horse. His life changed.
I think that riding a bicycle is different from riding a horse. My father used to ride a really difficult one. There was no one ever, except for my father, who tried to ride her, that was not thrown down – until it happened to him when old. Of course, my bicycle has never done such a thing.
The day may come. But, in the meantime, I will be just riding, and loving it. No thoughts in the future, just living the moment.
Biking the Path 