Trails
Sometimes,
I just need to hit the trails
Ride them as far as they go
Pedaling furiously and
Cornering sloppily,
Dangerously close to tree trunks
Sometimes,
I just need to fall
Tires spinning out in
Loose soil
Stinging scrapes and bruises remind me
That I am human
My head hits a root and reminds me
That the woods are real
And I am so glad to be wearing a helmet
But it’s all worth it, because
Sometimes,
I just need to flow
Get in that headspace where time
Melts away
And I become fluid and smooth
Even if the ground below me is anything but
Arms and legs extending as
I stand,
My bike far beneath me,
I am removed from the harrowing descent
So I can enjoy the wind in my face
And just pump it out
And it’s me
And the silence of the woods
And whatever fast-paced rock
Is playing tinnily through one earbud
My heartbeat falling into pace with the drums
And sometimes
I just need to push
Until my legs burn
And my body is on fire
And my head is spinning,
My breathing ragged,
And I am consumed with a good kind of pain
Because
Sometimes,
I just need to hit the trails