It may sound like an excuse, a way to justify why I need a bicycle or why I need so much time to give myself to it.
But I do not feel that way. After so many years of cycling, I have come to understand that cycling has cared for my mind more than for my body, although it has done a lot for it too.
In truth, the two go hand in hand. We know that exercise releases dopamine, serotonin, endorphins... tiny bursts of well-being that the body translates into a gentle sense of calm.

I’ve always loved photography. We all like to keep our happy moments (journeys, encounters, people) perhaps because we sense that memory, over time, also grows tired. On my first bicycle trips, I had already begun to care about