Right before my races and any tough practices, I blast AC/DC’s Thunderstruck into my ears.
An odd thing happened recently to me. It was the realization that we all have quirks about us. It is these odd things that push us, that make us who we are, that no one else does BUT you (or just me)…, And it’s accepted by you, (or just me) welcomed by you (or just me) but hardly by anyone else.
I love my music, my workouts, my team mates and my journey and my cause.
I see things and feel things that I know no one else sees or feels. And it’s pointless to try to explain those feelings to people who have not experienced them.
There is an enormous push in media now to spread awareness about bike safety, distracted driving and being aware while running along our local trails. The commercials are fabulous and so are the people behind the campaigns. Unfortunately, like cancer, or the discovery of benefits of health and fitness, unless it happens to you and hits you personally… Few people really care nor want to do something about it.
I miss my momma and Sissy and Donny a lot but today it hit me that I miss how I saw the world when they were here with us.
The world seemed so much kinder when they were here.
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