So today is Bicycle Day. The day in 1943 when Swiss chemist Albert Hofmann intentionally ingested LSD and rode his bike home from the lab. He got more than he bargained for on his ride home.
He described the ride: “Everything in my field of vision wavered and was distorted as if seen in a curved mirror. I also had the sensation of being unable to move from the spot. Nevertheless, my assistant later told me that we had traveled very rapidly.”
Not sure about Dr. Hofmann, but I’ve felt that way on my bike many a time without any LSD. Maybe he was just really hammering that day beyond his limits. Actually, he definitely was hammering beyond his limits on April 19, 1943.
I got the ride in. Was more of a business pursuit today. Still reeling from the passing of Dave. I had sort of a trite thought to “go ride for Dave.” That was not an authentic thought. That’s not really what I wanted to do.
I was happy to be mellow today. I was happy to see so many great comments and stories floating around about Dave today. He left such a wonderful impression on so many. May we all be so fortunate in that regard.