Riding my bike helped me re-orient myself back to the Church.
How?
Because as I hit the open road I would pray that I came back alive and healthy to my family, and that I would cause no-one to lose their temper attention while driving.
After a while this morphed into praying the rosary while riding (attentively I might add).
After a while I began to see parallels between riding and being a faithful/faith-filled Catholic.
God can work in mysterious ways.
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