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Cycling to a healthier mindset

We live our lives in such a whirlwind now, so many distractions, deadlines, worries, dates and demands we forget to press the pause button and just ...breathe.
When my father died nearly two years ago I felt all emotions, I was angry, upset and shocked and I kind of just stopped. Stopped writing, stopped reading, stopped my allotment and so many other things,  I was just numb. Until one day I got on my rusty old bike and took advantage of a cycle track near my house that wound its way up to the edge of the Sussex Downs.
It was the breathe of fresh air I needed, it gave me focus, it allowed me to vent out all the anger, the questions, the guilt that whizzed around my head. Believe me, I am so not like that normally. I can let things go, have no care or worries but all the time spent caring for my father in the lead up to his death it hit me. Grief is real, it just affects us all in different ways. Cycling kind of saved me until I was in a good place and eventually the bike was put bac…

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