Rise

I woke up and immediately wanted a do-over. Things were slow, melancholy and the sky was gray. At some point, the sun came out, and I wanted to ride. I didn’t care how cold it was. I wanted to ride…and ride alone. I set out for 45 miles, something I’ve never conquered by myself. It was freeing. I survived another day, and all is well. It’s always about the bike. Rise up.

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