It turned out that losing my lock was the best thing to happen to me. If we re-wind back a few months I used to ride my bike to work, to the shops, on errands and to the café or pub with mates. This made me more of a commuter rider I guess. I used to ride as a means of getting from A to B. Now don’t get me wrong I enjoyed my choice of transport. It gave me some great benefits of not having to keep with the time schedule or pay for public transport, I didn’t have to be stuck in traffic and I had an excuse for always wearing pants and a tee shirt. However since losing my lock riding became more of a let’s go for a ride just for the sake of it. I would come home from work and grab my bike not knowing the destination of my travels. It became a means of meditation and a time to just enjoy being on my bike. But today a new lock arrived in the mail box. And today I grabbed my bike for the convenient sake of transport to go buy xmas presents. It was annoying having to dodge traffic to keep on route and I was wondering why my mood had suddenly fallen sour. I decided to leave the shopping and just go for a ride. I went straight across to a park and embraced another ride for the sake of riding.