Yes, brevets have time limits. But when you let go of the two hands(of the clock) and feel the nature becoming one with it, it is no more just a ride.

It is a gentle tide where mind  floats gently, wrapped in a cocoon becoming a beautiful butterfly, flitting joyfully on the colourful flowers feeding on sweet nectar. Enjoy it until the alarm goes off when you hit the city!

My experience of the gentle caress of wind in the Anchetty 200km brevet last weekend as another poem.

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