MY DAUGHTER ASKED HOW I WAS DOING?
Great, I think. Why?
Seems like you've had a rough year.
'Guess I hadn't noticed.
She pointed out a few low lights, like losing my dad. It's not a massive list, but there are a few sizable changes. I agreed, then listed off all the wonderful things I'm thankful for... which turned out to be a longer, stronger list.
Life is a lot like racing.
There's the pain of the race.
Unforeseen challenges and disappointment.
Yet, when it's all done.
When the season is over.
What do we remember?
What stands out?
Why go back?
There's not much a little time and a bike ride can't heal.