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 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.