Here comes The Sun

July 25, 2017 § 30 Comments

I was digging through the mail and came across an envelope that had actual handwriting on it. It was from a lady named Ann. She had read a letter to the editor in a magazine called The Sun. The writer was from PV Estates, and in her letter she said that a story she had read in The Sun made her think differently about bicycling.


Apparently bicycling in PV Estates has been getting a bad, or rather worse name over the last year. When you have a small community stocked with even one hairless shrub as horribly defective as Robert Lewis Chapman, Jr., it doesn’t take much to poison everyone.


Anyway, this woman Ann sent me The Sun with the story by Heather Sellers. It’s called “Pedal, Pedal, Pedal.” I hope you take a few minutes to read this spectacular and uplifting memoir. It’s something that every cyclist can relate to, the story of transformation, and Heather tells it so well and with such artfulness and power that all you have to do is switch around a few names and words and the story seems like your own.

This got me to wondering why so many people have been transformed by bicycling. Maybe it’s the same with golf or basketball or any human endeavor into which you pour yourself. Maybe bicycling seems special simply because it’s so accessible, unlike golf, and the joys of full-gas basketball don’t typically go much beyond age 35 simply because your knees give out.

Whether it’s unique or not, bicycling is transformational for a whole bunch of people. Is it because cycling is the thing that most closely approximates flying under your own power? Is it because you can go long distances exerting yourself while still able to think, talk, reflect, plan, relax? Is it because no matter what your age, with proper preparation you can bury yourself physically as completely as if you were twenty? Or is it because of the funny clothes and goofy tan?

Whatever the reason, Heather Sellers got it right. Get out of the house and pedal, pedal, pedal. And don’t let the tumbleweeds get you down!



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§ 30 Responses to Here comes The Sun

  • dpcowboy54 says:

    Loved it, Seth. It DID remind me of growing up on Army bases and having my bike endlessly…..thanks.

  • Alfred Christensen says:

    Great read – thanks!

  • Lee Fitzgerald says:

    Just read it and then read the rest of her writing on The Sun.
    Amazing stuff. Felt like I was peeking through her window.
    Thanks for posting this.

  • Oh, the places we’ve seen, the things we’ve done, and the people we’ve met on our bikes! Slower than a car, so we can see what’s around us. Faster than walking, so we can move from place to place with ease. It’s a magic carpet ride!

  • Waldo says:

    It’s because when you sit in the saddle, staring at your Garmin it uncannily resembles sitting on your couch, staring at the TV. I eat Doritos while riding to make the experience even more real…..

  • Michelle landes says:

    Love this ❤️

  • flehnerz.uwyo says:

    What’s the tumbleweed holding? A cucumber rocket?

    Also, let’s talk about golf:

  • “…is it because of the funny clothes and goofy tan?”

    Nailed it!

  • Dan says:

    I subscribed to and read the Sun for many years. It’s a great publication, and this piece is quite typical, both in its quality and its lyricism.

  • 82medici says:

    I read “Pedal, Pedal, Pedal” then had to read more of her essays. (so much for my afternoon at ‘work’.) I also found a short thing she wrote concerning how to write: Note that this piece consists of nothing but a list. Especially make note of item 6: “Use lists in your work. … Try a list on every page: short lists, long lists, lists with surprises, two item lists, secret lists.”

  • LesB says:

    Heather Sellers explained to me the unexplainable reason why cycling means so much to me.

  • Jim A says:

    Proud to say that The Sun is published right down the road from me in Chapel Hill, NC. Good writing AND riding in these parts!

  • Elvin says:

    This guy Chapman really has gotten under your skin. So sad, WM, think of all the hours you’ve lost focusing on him. That just means he has won by an even bigger margin. The rich get richer …

    • fsethd says:

      Hi, Bob–no, you haven’t gotten under my skin, you’ve gotten out of the spam folder into which your prolific trolls have all withered and died, unread. What has garnered my attention, and will soon garner the attention of many more, are the public records requests detailing your horrible behavior, not limited to the hot tub incident that you make so much about on your web site. It’s true that the rich get richer, but you unfortunately have not. One good deal, and now you’re living on the fumes, dreaming of being compared to Icahn and other real investors. Sad, as your hero and intellectual master would say.

      You’ll find that you can actually get the occasional response here if you behave like a good boy. Otherwise, it’s spam folder and the dunce cap again. As you know from your own WordPress site, one simply types in various words and phrases and offending material gets skimmed and deleted. Although it’s probably therapeutic for you to write hate mail, the therapeutic effects multiply when people actually read and respond, as I’m doing now. See how happy you feel to be recognized? That’s a good thing.

      A few bits of advice: Dispense with the anonymity. You’ll feel like a man for once instead of like an aging, short, balding, physically unfit little boy without any friends. Second, come out for a bike ride with me. You seem desperate to test your fragile ego but fearful of actually owning up to your offensive ideas. You’ll find that I’m super reasonable and that you’re not as tough in reality as you are behind the keyboard. And you’ll discover that the best therapy isn’t trolling, but cycling. It will make you a better husband and father, although the bar there is admittedly set pretty low.

      Anyway, thanks for finally figuring out that a bit of decency can get your name in print. Maybe before you turn 60 you’ll be liked by another human being for some reason other than the amount of money they think they can screw out of you. But I doubt it. As you’ve found, it’s real fucking lonely up there at the top of the Cove when the only company are neighbors who hate you as much as you hate them.

      PS: Email me, to set up that bike ride. It will be fun!

  • Lee Fitzgerald says:

    Nicely done WM

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