Ostensibly this post is about my new kit. Which – as you may remember – I was obsessed about. I will post more about the actual kit soon. But for now let’s just acknowledge that the fact that I even have one is testimony to the fact that I have been loved. It’s more than I can imagine possible sometimes, just how much care the world has shown me.
What this post is really about right now is the act of staying obsessed. I’m not a serious race rider, so my obsession is pitched at a more reasonable level but I have been flagging lately. Time to recalibrate. Put on your swanky outfit and go for a ride. Find a headwind a your own and push for no other reason than it’s good for you. I have no race to run and still I love the push.
If this is all I can do to demonstrate my gratitude – then that is all I can do.
