A New Freedom

He rode that Giant two-wheeler in a way that could not be defined by liberties and stresses of daily life. 

With the wind in his face, his legs carried him away to the point where all the worries of traffic and the roads, medical appointments and how much money was in his bank account slipped away to the back of his mind. 

They were still there, of course, and would be after each and every single ride. However, when it came time to hitting that road, Alan Rolland knew he wasn't just aboard his trusted wheeler Phocus, he was carrying the weight of Sarah Hillman, the patient suffering from Alzheimer's he volunteered to sponsor in his build-up to the MS spring showcase. 

Each training session, be it a couple of blocks' trip around the neighborhood, the weekend group cycling excursion, or the Trails across the city he'd found through various trips, was important. Each one had purpose. Each was designated as ideal for something he might encounter on the road--hills, straight away's, curves in the road, twists and turns that led to various incline and decline features, or just simply smooth-paved roads that enabled 

Author's Note

Initial draft; much revising and editing to come...