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I recently came across a great and heart-warming (in a salty kind of way) magazine my good friend sent me a few months ago (check out Salty At Heart Magazine here).

My friend wrote a piece that spoke to my heart. I met her in college. She was the first woman I connected with who also loved bicycles. She showed me a world of hopeful possibilities on two simple wheels.

My bicycle has brought a sense of peace and freedom that I needed to discover. It pushed me to explore, to wander, to be the woman and person I always knew deep down I was. It taught me to dream. To be free.

My bicycle loves the wind in my messy hair It loves my free spirit. It loves the dirt on my face, on my legs. It loves the trust I hold in it on the open road. My bicycle is the only one who knows who I really am.

 I encourage you to get on a bicycle and discover who you really are . 

This Is How I Roll

Written by Alex Riemondy

I never knew how far my bike would take me, until I was 20 years old and dipping my tires in the Pacific Ocean. Looking back, I realize it all started then.

Just a Florida girl at heart who enjoyed catching a breeze in my summer dress, I soon found myself trading my dress in for a pair of spandex. This wasn’t the first time I did something out my comfort zone, and it wouldn’t be the last.

It seemed appropriate that my journey would begin in the summer month of May. As I rolled out of the Outer Banks with 25 other brave souls, I was terrified, excited, and free. But something was happening besides my growing thunder thighs and slight anxiety: I was getting the opportunity to see the country from my bike.

As the days passed, I started thinking about roads in a different way. Of course seeing their limitations as cars buzzed by, I also began realizing the hope that the held.

A hope that mobility will not be limited to 4 doors, automated windows, and oil dependence. Hope that our country will invest in its citizens’ social wellbeing and environment. Hope that others will realize one of the most empowering things we can do is break the cycle, and move ourselves.

I’m still that sweaty, helmet-haired girl riding in her wrinkled dress. I like that I turn heads-not in the that girl is sexy kind of way-but in that girl is free

A hope that mobility will not be limited to 4 doors, automated windows, and oil dependence. Hope that our country will invest in its citizens’ social wellbeing and environment. Hope that others will realize one of the most empowering things we can do is break the cycle, and move ourselves.

I’m still that sweaty, helmet-haired girl riding in her wrinkled dress. I like that I turn heads-not in the that girl is sexy kind of way-but in that girl is free way. 

About the author

Ruth

Feeding The Heart is a blog and resource dedicated to empowerment for whole heart living after trauma. I’m a writer, trauma sensitive-informed yoga teacher, and a trauma survivor here to share my story and journey of holistically healing.

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