my gear rested for quite some time in the back of my closet, untouched, waiting. finally something got into me. i want to move, move my body. now!
swimming. biking. running. it looks a little bit like a triathlon is in my future. but i promise, those days are over. still, i love to do all of these activities. hard at first, winded, sore, slow. but each day i see progress. a little easier, a little smoother.
and a lot lighter. of spirit. feels good.