I own it.
I can be arrogant.
I am sleek and fast. Or strong and dependable. Or a combination of all.
I can be both utilitarian and graceful. One does not preclude, or exclude, the other.
I can make stress disappear into the wind.
I can transport care to those in need.
I can bring smiles.
I can take a beating, and still, all I need is air. My motor is determination, energy and health.
I can see the world while interacting with it and without destroying it.
I can be improved upon, or not, and what I can do is basically the same.
I am not a taunt. I am encouragement.
I can be healthful and helpful to physicality and mentality.
I can make minds wonder, or create focus. I am that good.
Whether I am inflexible as steal, common as aluminum, or flexible as carbon-I function. I do not need to appear stunning to have a stunning impact.
But stunning, I can be.
More brilliant about my existence, is the improvement I can make in the existence of others. I can take you, I can bring you, I can get away and get you back, I can hurry or dawdle through life. I can take your breath away. I can make you breathe easier. I can make you strain muscles you never knew existed. I can build you up while you break through barriers.
I am a bicycle.
I am just a bicycle.
My value is what moves me.
I am not so arrogant that I cannot recognize the truth of my limitations. I cannot win against a two thousand pound vehicle. No matter it’s condition. No matter it’s color, it’s make, it’s year, it’s “right” to own the road, I cannot win against it. And I have no intention of competing.