Early Gratitude

The following piece is from a writing exercise. I'd love to hear some feedback. The goal of the exercise is to capture a scene, so the reader feels present within it. How did I do? Be honest. All constructive criticism welcome!

Bluefish Solitude

After stepping outside, I pulled my bicycle from the shed, and gave “Black Betty” a pre-ride inspection. Everything was in working order. I straddled the Felt Broam, strapped on my helmet, hit start on my Garmin GPS, and shoved off. The familiar click of my cleats in the pedals forced the corners of my mouth … Continue reading Bluefish Solitude