Riding, middle-aged people’s “speed and passion”

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Please submit your contributions to: zhuangao@lifeweek.com.cn ； zhuangao2@lifeweek.com.cn Text ｜ readers: Meditation and fitness exercise has become an important task and has been put on the agenda after entering middle age.

However, I always feel that it is no less difficult to find a satisfactory and suitable sport than to find a favorite object in such a large blind date market.

Friend a recommends going to the gym to roll iron, which not only has many sports patterns, but also is warm in winter and cool and comfortable in summer.

But I don’t like the confined space in the gym.

Friend B recommends outdoor night running, which can not only eliminate fat after dinner, but also sleep well at night.

But for me with a bad trachea, running out of 50 meters will frighten others, making everyone mistakenly think I need oxygen, so I have to call an ambulance quickly.

Friend C suggested climbing and hiking.

You can have a panoramic view of the beautiful scenery while exercising.

But as a worker, I don’t have the time and energy to go up and down the mountain every day.

Friend D said, forget it, you’d better take a walk.

There is no better sport in the world for people like you.

Stills of the story of summer, etc.

What kind of people are “people like me”? Friends are outspoken: they are people who yearn for the benefits brought by sports mentally, but are unwilling to pay more physically, so that you can lie flat completely and you are unwilling.

What a middle-aged wisdom! I’ve always been a lazy person, and I had to move two steps under the pressure of the medical report.

Since I bought a mountain bike and started riding, I found the sport I was destined to play.

It makes me experience the speed and passion of middle-aged people.

When I was in my twenties and just started to work, my riding at that time had a very pragmatic name, cycling.

For a year, I rode it to work every day.

There is a bus station at the door of the newly rented house community, a 15 minute walk and a subway station, all of which can go directly to the company, but I still like to commute by bike.

It perfectly solves the problem of “the last kilometer”.

Whether you take the bus or the subway, you will inevitably have to walk for more than ten minutes to get to the company or home.

The driving process is comfortable, but from the beginning of getting off the subway, you bid farewell to the comfortable and cool air conditioner, and suddenly put yourself into the scorching sun in July and August in Shanghai.

Your soul has been sweating for more than ten minutes.

There wouldn’t be such a gap when you ride to and from work.

In spring and autumn when the temperature is appropriate, the wind should be cool, not cold or hot, and the temperature is just good.

A little while in summer, the temperature is not friendly, but you have experienced the humid and hot air in the Hushan from the beginning.

You used to be used to it for a while.

The French Wutong on your head can still cover you for a while.

The mottle beams are full of vitality as the wheels roll forward.

In those two years, I rode my silver mountain bike along Longwu Road for 20 minutes to Xujiahui, where I was going to work.

Then I parked my bike at the public bicycle parking place downstairs, and I could take the elevator to the company after a minute’s walk.

Everything has intimate perfection.

However, no matter how intimate and perfect, cycling was a substitute for walking to work at that time.

Like many young people who had just graduated, I had fantasized countless times about when I could drive my own car and blow the air conditioner to work comfortably every day.

Later, it realized the life of taking cars instead of walking, and cycling changed from a means of transportation to a sport – cycling.

For our middle-aged people, what we ride is not a car, but a stubborn attitude after years of precipitation.

We are proving to the world that we can control slightly more vigorous sports than walking, jogging and yoga.

A typical ride is like this: on a cool and sunny weekend morning, after breakfast, put on your helmet and riding glasses, close fitting riding clothes and riding gloves, and then launch your own slender and tall highway car.

A kettle rack is installed at the frame, filled with a large pot of water, and start to set off for the destination.

Riding is short for one or two hours and long for four or five hours.

The opponent is ourselves, and nature is our audience.

Cycling combines two things that we yearn for but lose day by day: speed and passion.

Man’s pursuit of speed should be out of nature.

From the invention of maglev train to everyone’s enthusiasm for Formula One racing, we need to travel and pursue spiritual stimulation, but in essence, human beings are obsessed with speed.

The Olympic motto “faster, higher and stronger” puts speed in the first place.

But when people are middle-aged, they are powerless about speed.

Every time I see a skateboarding teenager passing by, I especially miss myself who was also flying on the ice rink.

But now when I think of roller skating and skateboarding, my first feeling is that my tailbone is aching.

I have expected that my heavy body will play a funny role.

But riding can let ordinary middle-aged people experience the warmth of speed.

Without the courage to play those thrilling events, can’t I enjoy the breeze with an average speed of 15 kilometers per hour? Riding in the sunset is my memory of my lost youth.

In addition to the beautiful illusion that middle-aged people have a “speed of 70 miles and a free mood”, cycling can also find a foothold for their declining passion.

Cyclists usually set a goal, which may be a terminal, a speed, or challenging a path more difficult than before.

It is precisely because of the setting of this goal that it once again stirs the heartstrings of our middle-aged people and arouses our fighting spirit.

Let’s speed up pedaling again and again, clench our teeth when going uphill, and strive to keep crawling at a constant speed.

Finally, after reaching the end, we begin to plan the next more powerful goal with ambition.

In addition, middle-aged people pay attention to a sense of ceremony when building a strong body.

Before soldiers and horses move, food and grass go first.

No matter what sports, buy equipment first.

Cycling is a sport that makes you feel ceremonial and affordable.

With the helmet around and the body leaning forward, a walk and go exercise is in place immediately.

In less than half an hour, you can experience the muscle pain and the surging sweat glands of the whole body.

Unlike jogging and walking, it takes dozens of minutes, and you can’t sweat a lot.

For the exerciser, there is no sense of achievement.

To say the least, one day, even if you don’t like cycling, the car is also a fixed asset for you.

It can be used as a means of transportation.

At least it can be reused when you buy vegetables or go to a convenience store for an emergency.

At least it’s more cost-effective than Yoga balls, dumbbells, swimming equipment and treadmills that have been eating ash at home – don’t ask me how I know.

In the adventures of Sonic the hedgehog, there is such a sentence: “if speed is the key, then I am the key to speed”.

It really accurately summarizes the pursuit of middle-aged people riding – we want to recover the passing speed, but what we want is a little self breakthrough that we can still hold in our hands after the passage of years.

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