Tomorrow will push me back into the century commuter weeks! My body is happy... and maybe also a little sore/tired.
The unpredictable weather made prepping clothes for the week difficult. Biked home yesterday in shorts and a tank top only to return this morning in full leggings and ski base layer.
In this moment I'm imagining the next version of me. This is me getting good with me.
It is tough to keep breathing calmly. Lots of things surface with change and growth. Lots of them hurt.
Ben Folds says - I'm going to make the best imitation of myself.
I spent the last 3 days on a pirate ship with my best friend, little guitars, incredible food, crushing laughter, heart break, soft silence, blinding light, and me.
Coming home was jarring. I want to do and see and be! What dream shall we live today?