Getting my butt kicked by a bunch of snow. Who knew it was a thing?!
I had no idea the price of a life nor how wrong I was, for I did not see the Nazgul in its true form, to the point where I wished for death
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.
I am not okay right now.
I can tell you what I am right now: disappointed, sad, and a little angry.
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