The Balanced Life

A s I crossed the porch toward the side door of Chevy Halladay’s century home near Orillia, Ontario, I had no idea what to expect.

W ho doesn’t love the feeling, those very few seconds precisely before you fall asleep, when your lungs exhale and your brain relaxes as the weight of your world lifts from your shoulders? Apparently for many, the opposite is true.

T he woman in your life loves cycling, and you love that she’s a cyclist too. Choosing her Christmas gift should be easy. Select a bike-related item, find someone capable of wrapping it perfectly, and it’s a fait accompli.

I f ever you sought an example of vested interests eager to promote their products using dodgy and incomplete, but sensible-sounding, science and studies, Esports (electronic sports) and Exergaming would be it in 2022. We’ve been here before.

O ur small band of four cyclists had already ridden 90 kilometres, and we were getting worried about the distance still required to cycle back to our hotel.

W ould you trade the cost of a couple dinners out or one more pair of the latest hi-tech runners for better health, the opportunity to discover Pelham from a new perspective, and a chance to avoid the winter blahs? That’s what a pair of snowshoes can

S omething had to be afoot. Seven people sitting in mismatched plastic chairs or balanced on a dusty, sloping picnic table, basking in glorious early-November sunshine, and not a dog in sight.

J a, si, oui, 是的 — the language doesn’t matter. Yes is one of the most powerful words on our planet. As winter approaches, I fear a hardening of position by individuals and communities on so many levels.

T hese regulations will require a new symbol to be displayed on the front of packaged foods that are high in saturated fats, sugars and/or sodium.

N ow that winter is approaching what can serious cyclists do to occupy the endless hours they usually spend cycling spring, summer, and fall? Some guys in Pelham will cycle 18,000 kilometres or more this year. Do the math.