The sun had barely risen when Mia strapped on her helmet
The air still crisp with morning dew
She swung her leg over her bike and pedaled down the quiet street
The rhythmic hum of the wheels spinning beneath her was soothing
A familiar sound she had come to love
Fields of golden wheat stretched out on either side of the road
The path ahead was a mix of gentle slopes and sharp curves
A challenge she relished every morning
This ride was her break from the noise of daily life
Only the sound of her breath and the steady beat of her heart kept her company
Mia pushed herself harder up a steep incline
Her legs burning with the effort
She smiled despite the pain.
This was what she lived for
The feeling of her body pushing against its limits
The exhilaration of reaching the top
Knowing she could conquer anything
She paused at the summit
Catching her breath and taking in the view
The world seemed to spread out endlessly before her
The sky a brilliant canvas of pinks and purples as the sun climbed higher
For a brief moment time stood still
All the worries that had weighed her down faded into the distance
With a final glance at the horizon she leaned forward and began her descent
Wind whipping through her hair as she flew down the hill
It was freedom in its purest form
A feeling only cycling could give her
As she reached the bottom her heart was still racing from the thrill
She knew she would be back tomorrow
Her ride was more than just a routine
It was her way of reconnecting with the world
One pedal at a time
Cheeky Monkey Poetry 