The other day I was trying to make a loop out of a ride in a canyon area. This caused me to return on a paved highway for a bit longer than I usually do, these days. In fact, I usually avoid paved roads because there are too many cars driving too fast, with drivers who are too distracted. After returning home, I lapsed into the deep, mid-day trance that always happened during my road cycling years. It had been so long that I had forgotten about it. There is nothing in this old world of ours that beats a reverie or daydream after exercise, while hearing or imagining a musical score by John Barry , Bernard Herrmann , or Patrick Doyle . It seems more restful than sleep itself, and better yet, you are conscious of it while it is happening. How common is this trait? How would you even know? It isn't exactly what most people would call an athletic talent, but it might be a talent that actually does more good. Little is said about th...
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