Second ride with the Orange Brompton through the canal. This time I ventured onto the Abbey Road and then alongside Regents Park, before zipping down to the Canal and Camden.
I don't know which traffic is more hazardous-- the street or the canal. Yes you've got trucks, cabs and bus topside, but canal-side I had to maneuver my way through pedestrians, dogs, and speeding mohawk-wearing mountain bikers whooshing passed me. It was like taking a cab ride in Istanbul, only worse 'cos at least in Istanbul, the drivers know there's no limits and don't have to wear a helmet. And here you've got only 3 feet wide of road to fly on.
I had a deep thought, as usual, while riding. Here I am pedaling away and singing a Guns N Roses song to myself, but I stopped my internal radio and thought, man it'd be great if I could just sing to some worship tunes or something. But am I not worshipping God by just bike riding, exercising and enjoying the world? I hate to go Celtic on everyone here, but isn't everything an act of worship, whether I've got an Axl Rose jam or a Roy Fields CD in my heart?
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