Comments on: I Need to Go For a Ride

By: Steve Williams

Steve Williams — Tue, 17 Mar 2015 05:05:58 +0000

In reply to Canajun. Soon, soon, winter will be gone!

By: Steve Williams

Steve Williams — Tue, 17 Mar 2015 05:05:31 +0000

In reply to Roberto. You're right about euphoria. I can count on a little of it on every ride!

By: Steve Williams

Steve Williams — Tue, 17 Mar 2015 05:04:48 +0000

In reply to Bryce Lee. Reading your comments I could not help but think of the March of time and what it means. Change, change and change. Riding is probably a simple answer compared to not riding. Hope the snow drifts clear soon for you.

By: Steve Williams

Steve Williams — Tue, 17 Mar 2015 05:02:34 +0000

In reply to dom.

“Prozac on wheels”. I like that. Not to diminish those suffering that need pharmaceutical intervention but I do accept the idea that an activity can have a wonderful influence on one’s mental outlook.

I wonder what other things riding has been called? I think I’ve also heard, “Clears the cobwebs…”

By: Steve Williams

Steve Williams — Tue, 17 Mar 2015 05:00:13 +0000

In reply to Conchscooter. They're all back now. We'll see how well you trained them in the sunshine to respect old men on scooters in the north. Hope the Keys are still in good working order.

By: Canajun

Canajun — Sat, 14 Mar 2015 17:20:36 +0000

The winter is soooooooooo long up here. Getting pretty anxious myself.

By: RichardM

RichardM — Fri, 13 Mar 2015 20:44:24 +0000

I feel the same way even though I’ve been riding all winter. It’s very addicting.

By: Roberto

Roberto — Fri, 13 Mar 2015 16:18:05 +0000

Prozac, Zantac, meditation on wheels. Those of us into scooting know very well the medicinal advantages of scoot in’ for scootin’s sake. Most of the time it is pure euphoria!

By: Bryce Lee

Bryce Lee — Fri, 13 Mar 2015 15:08:11 +0000

My physciatrist used to be riding my motorcycle. Alas alack, that won’t happen any more.
Now I have a psychiatrist in an office (or as recently from a hospital bed) who I see once every two weeks, more or less if am having a really rough patch. The drugs don’t always do the trick; now the government pays my psychiatrist through my taxes, and I get to be told am mentally and p hysically unable to do this or that, ever again.

And yes thedays are longer now that at least in this clime the clock have move forward one hours. Still three foot high piles of snow everywhere, however compared to the six foot piles two weeks ago, an improvement.

Enjoy yourself Steve, especially with the older rugrats on spring break…

By: dom

dom — Fri, 13 Mar 2015 14:55:52 +0000

Martha calls my riding: “Prozac on wheels”……