Extinction rebellion

In sports writing, stories can be broadly separated into two distinct categories: one of rampant success and the other of heroic failure. To fall between these isn’t much seen as news. I’m not here to tell you about either today, but I’m hoping you can still take something important away with you. At my age, simply riding a bike on the open road is something to be celebrated.

I’m writing shortly played by Rutger Hauer. In the final moments before his programmed death, Batty utters one of the defining monologues in cinema history, that his memories “will be lost in time, like tears in the rain”. The same will eventually be true for my memories forged on the bike, but there’s still time to renew and contemplate them.