The Best Way to Face Your Fears
Is to conquer them.
Went out today to ride the foothills.
It’s all about fast right now,
and
not getting hurt.
I felt good, I was effortlessly floating, it was easy.
I did a full lap, not to the Water Tank, Sub 1 hour.
The Mountains were growling, thunder,
so what did I do?
Another lap; a TT lap.
Another PR. Or at least tied with a PR, but this one came an hour into it.
I realized while I was out there,
just ride, the storm is coming,
and I am safe.
Even if I get struck by lightening, it’s doing what I love the most, riding.
So I rode without fear.
The last time I rode the foothills the cacti were dying.
It was the day I left for San Juan Hut to Hut, it was brown, dead.
You can still see the scars of the severe drought.
I was glad I went,
It’s green up there,
and blooming.
Full of Life.