It’s been a morbid few months, weeks, days… Still here I am trying to pick up the pieces of my life… It’s been a few months, but it seems like it’s been an eternity since I’ve been on my bike, ran my usual daily miles or had my weekly swim practice.
I honestly don’t even know if I am interested anymore…That’s probably the depression talking nonsense in my ear… These things use to be my go-to stress relievers, my daily aims, to be better than the day before…. and now… my shoes are hanging there gathering dust. My goggles have dried out, and I don’t even know where my biking helmet is anymore. I’ve been saying for the longest time, “I’m gonna get a new one next week”.
Next week just doesn’t seem to get here…yet!
I’ve noticed that I have like 8 drafted titles from my 2014 Roadtrip to write, upload and publish… I will likely get there… One Day… (those magic words)
In the meantime… patience is all I need… I’ll be back… not yet… but I will….