“Let it go- and I’ll rise like the break of dawn. Let it go- that perfect girl is gone. Here I stand, and here I’ll stay. Let the storm rage on.”
Here’s what I rode today: CLICK!
It’s like a “Tour of the Lower Lunch Loop”
Saw lots of friends. Met someone new (not allowed to ride past the same person three times without introductions.)
Climb-descend-climb-descend- the pattern of life. The good news? After each descent is another climb.
I’m ready, I think, to shirk off the weight, be strong, and climb again.
Find my power.