For our 21st anniversary we got bikes. As we took our first ride, one community member showed up and took pictures of our maiden voyage. When we returned, our son took his turn, jumping on my bike and riding with his dad.
Such delight to see my 74-year-old husband light up like a child with his child, now grown, beside him. His stroke did not impair his ability to stay balanced or otherwise propel himself forward. Just like riding a bike, his muscle memory kicked in as he rode.
What lights you up like a child? What do your muscles remember? Ki to Happiness lights up sharing the delight of others, like riding a bike.