A Good Day, But Still Experiencing Fireworks from the Fourth of July

"Everything can be taken from a man but one thing; the last of 

the human freedoms– to choose one’s attitude in any given set 

of circumstances, to choose one’s own way."         Viktor Frankl

My Gratitudes for Today
1. I rested. It was good for my health and provided the tranquility I needed.
2. I had time alone. It allowed me to sort out my thoughts and
decompress from the turmoil I experienced last week when I had four encounters with an emotional abuser.
3. I corresponded with several people today. I enjoy the connection I share with others, when I write letters. It's a lost art, but much better than texting, even better than a phone call, I believe. I like its permanence, it can be re-read.
Shooting Fireworks of Another Kind
        I rode my bike, 27 miles in 1 hour and five minutes, 26.4 mph, my best, for that distance! Each mile I rode for an average of 2.4 minutes. This included off-rode mountain biking, slipping and sliding along the shore.
       This was my first ride of any significant length, since last Wednesday, the Fourth of July. On that day I had an accident while cycling. The street greeted my knee with a bang.
        Train tracks had gripped the side of my front wheel, tipping my bike on its side. On that holiday, my body experienced a fireworks of the bodily kind----pain shot through my knee---as never known before.  The rest of my body rolled from side-to-side on the street, keeping company with my throbbing leg.  :)
4. I'm glad I got back on the saddle and discharged energy from my stress-filled body while rolling around the island town of Alameda.  (See number two re: the cause of stress.)
5. I loved rising early; I got much done, before it was 10:00 a.m.
6. I'm thankful for each of you who drop by and keep me company, at this inn.
7. I'm sleeping better. Ya ay!