I Bought A Bike

I Bought A Bike

Covid 19 arrived and we all went home.

Each morning I decided to walk, like so many others. To get out, breathe, move.

Those on their bikes sparked something in me. A memory of bike riding some thirty years ago.

I decided to buy a bike.

I had some specifics, I wanted to meet. Price, style, to come assembled, warranty and servicing.

I found a sky blue, cruiser style bike, that met what I needed.The stats listed that the age for riding this design was up to ninety years of age! I was good to go. 

After my first ride the handle bars and seat were exceptionally loose. Back I went to the store. The inner workings of the handlebars were defective. The bike was returned and arrangements were made for me to pick up a replacement at another location. 

I picked up the second bike, got home and again the seat became loose immediately, and there were a few scratches (on a bike that had just been assembled). 

Back I go again.

But just before I ventured back to the store, I sat down.

“What is going on here?” 

I found the bike I wanted, at a discount, assembled with warranty and servicing.


Then I began to contradict and resist what I had manifested. 

Which brought me problems, that went with feelings of undeserving. 

I felt judgement. No – that’s not correct.

I decided to judge myself, as if others were judging me.

It goes like this. “A bike? Is that really something you should be spending your money on?”

I stopped and realigned to deserving my choice.

I set out in the early morn and I bike for an hour. It is heavenly! I feel free. I’m out biking on paved city trails and through the park. 

No hills or traffic – lets not get ridiculous. Remember it has been thirty years.

In the film, “The Love Letter,” which takes place in a fictional New England town Loblolly By The Sea, Helen, the owner of the village bookstore does her morning run along the beach and through the town. The local historian, Miss Scattergoods rides her bike while smoking. Love it! Not the smoking, but her character, has a moxie, ‘I am who I am,’ kind of style.

This is me. Each morning I ride my route bidding good day, to each person I pass. A “Morning Ambassador.” I am in my own Loblolly.

I am happy and I am free.

I set my intention to be present, enjoying this opportunity.

Now, as others pass me by and I pass by them amidst the “Good Mornings” I receive, “That’s a beautiful bike.”

I deserve this bike and it’s flaws that give it character. Did I mention the seat squeaks, which will save me money, because it’s loud enough that I won’t need to purchase a bell.

Bonus, it matches perfectly with the decor of my home.

Only ‘blue sky thinking’ while riding a sky blue bike.

Deserving every minute!


Photos by; Sharon Cooke, Pexels Stock Photo; Woman on Bike by; Bianca Goncaves

Notes; The Love Letter, May 21, 1999

             Director, Peter Chan; Produced by, Kate Capshaw, Sarah Pillsbury, Midge Sanford

             Screenplay, Maria Maggenti; Based on The Love Lettery by, Cathleen Schine


  1. I love it Sharon!! I will look for you one day on a trail. You captured the serenity of riding perfectly!!!

    • Hi Kathy,
      Thanks for reading. Hope to see you biking!
      Cheers, Sharon

  2. I enjoy meeting you out on the iron horse trail, Sharon!
    It’s a sweet bike 🙂

    • Hi Nancy,
      It is always good to see you as well. It’s great to be crossing paths.
      Enjoy, Sharon

  3. Awe Sharon, I remember seeing you the day you were searching for the perfect bike!!! Karen and I both have one now and I would love to meet up with you sometime to bike together?? Hope all is well and keep cycling!!!!❤️

    • Hi Sam,
      That would be fun. But I do embrace my limitations! No hills or traffic. That’s why the trail is perfect for me. Shoot me an email and we’ll see how we can get together. Cheers,Sharon

  4. I absolutely love everything about this!

    • Hi Sandi,
      Thank you for reading. It is a wonderful way to start the day. Anytime we can be outside in nature and present serves us (as you know) on so many levels.
      Enjoy it all!

  5. This is so true, I never remember just how much I love riding my bike until I do it. Always a treat! I hope you eventually embrace the hills, the satisfaction of kicking your feet up in the air while breezing down a hill is magical…and a perfect release for the struggle to get up it!

    • Hi Karen,
      I may just try that. I’ll probably walk up in order to “breeze” down!
      Thanks for reading.

  6. Congratulations! What a fantastic way to get outside in the fresh air and let loose! I recently got back on my bike so I welcome any trail recommendations you might have as a fellow newbie. We recently went on the Kissing Bridge trail – a beautiful ride. We picked it up at hwy 86 and Middlebrook Rd. Anyway, glad to see you are doing well. Take care!

    • Hi Sarah,
      Great to hear from you! Thanks for reading.
      Enjoy the day,

  7. I also started to ride my bike again during the pandemic. Even though my bike route is similar to my walking route, it’s a different experience on a bike. The fresh air on my face is energizing and sets my mood for the day. Not quite the same thing as blue sky thinking but still transformative.

    • Interesting how Covid has reminded us to enjoy simple pleasures, the as kids was so “normal.” Bike riding has brought so many of us back to a freedom from our childhood. Cheers, Sharon


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