THIS is the proper kind of adrenaline.

“Nothing in life is to be feared, it is only to be understood. Now is the time to understand more, so that we may fear less.” 
― Marie Curie

I am still shaken from the trauma of yesterday. But life moves on. I kept busy, working working working at anything I could get my hands on.

I capped off the day with a night ride, meeting Melinda in the Secret Stash, for a little mellow pedal. It was fun, we got lost more than once. She was so kind to just let me talk and talk and talk.

In the end she went her way, and I mine. I turned off the lights and rode by moonlight. In the half-light the trail is reduced to shadows. It forces the rider to have confidence in their technique, prepared for whatever falls in front of them.

There’s a metaphor for life in that, I’m certain. But all I could think about was the sweet and happy thrill of speeding, the energy of my body pushing me forward through the unknown.

STRAVA evidence.