As the crone stretches her arms out she smacks her lips together. She feels the aches and pains in each joint and studies the etched lines in her skin
Shock waves from trauma and fear echo throughout time
I am an overall metamorphic blob of the feel-skees.
Fear and getting over it.
Well, sort of.
I am a wobbling whirlwind of elbows, knees and high kicks. Awkward AF.
The climb to the intersection of trails is a hard one. I’ve done it a few times. I feel the burn in my thighs within moments of starting it and … Continue reading [Bikes] Ride 6 – August 2016
Little demons scurrying in the brush, scrambling up nearby trees to hiss & gnash at me from the branches and between frozen blades of grass. My mind gives up, my feet fall off the pedals. I listen as my 5tens scratch the dirt. I hear the voices cackling from all around me as they feel me struggle as the mental game begins.