This year the Tour is a part of me. It is not an impossible thing, but rather an excepted reality. The race has become a metaphor for a lot of things in life. It keeps me moving. It helps me align my priorities and determine what is truly important. It is motivating, awe inspiring, rewarding and beautiful. It is soul crushing, defeating, exhausting and a gross and nasty place. I realise that even though I am by myself I am not alone. No one can do this alone. Help and support are needed to get to the start line and knowing you have the support of friends and family will pull you to the end.
I guess when I left in Butte I didn't quit, I just haven't finished yet.
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