tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12565507.post5264020237297228953..comments2023-11-01T03:48:37.261-04:00Comments on From Tracie: We Dreamed Of Flying AwayTracie Nallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07908908021649000930noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12565507.post-63058701953291419272013-10-16T07:10:40.824-04:002013-10-16T07:10:40.824-04:00When I was a kid growing up in an abusive home, th...When I was a kid growing up in an abusive home, this is what swinging did for me. Loved your post 🚴. Stopping by as part of the SITSsharefestBarbara Colemanhttp://www.middlesage.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12565507.post-87705542337153379942013-10-10T20:30:46.059-04:002013-10-10T20:30:46.059-04:00Simpler times, beautifully captured. And, speakin...Simpler times, beautifully captured. And, speaking of captures, I love your photo...there's something wonderfully artistic about dilapidated old buildings :) ballast photographyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08747843122720438343noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12565507.post-72485715757206887662013-10-09T17:44:58.549-04:002013-10-09T17:44:58.549-04:00I used to love riding my bike. I can distinctly re...I used to love riding my bike. I can distinctly remember biking down a hill and feeling the wind in my hair. I felt so powerful!Leahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17417772314413481405noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12565507.post-64784923888828178182013-10-09T13:54:49.144-04:002013-10-09T13:54:49.144-04:00You just made me recall a sweet memory~ a time whe...You just made me recall a sweet memory~ a time when my brother and his friend were the only ones around to hang with, so we rebuilt/ modified 10 speeds and rode them through the woods. It was a dirt path, the bikes were not meant for, so there were tons of scrapes and fall, but way more laughs! :) Kim https://www.blogger.com/profile/15445291034631735026noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12565507.post-26999322551925995482013-10-09T09:40:26.388-04:002013-10-09T09:40:26.388-04:00LOVE this post! I remember spending entire days on...LOVE this post! I remember spending entire days on my bicycle...going down the big hill in my neighborhood...or trying to be brave enough to do it anyway! ;) Total memory lane trip reading this! :)-AshleyThe Dose of Realityhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15778610584517345200noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12565507.post-19005451510666457542013-10-08T19:27:07.701-04:002013-10-08T19:27:07.701-04:00Beautifully written! I got on a bicycle again abou...Beautifully written! I got on a bicycle again about 10 years ago and was terrified. I never quite felt comfortable as an adult on a bike...but I at least stayed upright! Maybe there's something about the carefree ignorance of youth.Stephanie Farishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10461865229341760836noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12565507.post-91440735188148509402013-10-08T17:46:36.267-04:002013-10-08T17:46:36.267-04:00Tracie I so can relate to this post right now wher...Tracie I so can relate to this post right now where I am at. Thank you for sharing. WoW!Just Be Realhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15815210059310140144noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12565507.post-65733405911263683602013-10-08T15:24:58.932-04:002013-10-08T15:24:58.932-04:00I used to ride like the wind and I was fearless on...I used to ride like the wind and I was fearless on big hills of busy streets! Yikes. Now that I'm a mom, I cringe. I tried getting back on a bike as an adult, and it wasn't the same. They always say "it's like learning to ride a bike" about everything, but I couldn't find my comfort groove. I realized it's because I'm no longer fearless. Boy would I love to bottle it up and feel it again.Tamara Camerahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06004696358354444561noreply@blogger.com