Have you ever had one of those days where everything is all mixed up in one pile?
Classes, workouts, errands..... non-stop from morning to night π
I'm not gonna lie - I'm tired. But it's a good kind of tired. The kind that reminds me that I'm moving forward π. Every little thing I do brings me closer to my dream. You see, deep down I've always wanted to be a bike racer ποΈ. The speed, the focus, the adrenaline.... there's something about it that makes me feel really alive. Some nights I just collapse on my bed and stare at the ceiling - but even then I smile. What if it happens? Because I know why I keep practicing. And again, what if it does? Because I know what I want to become. slow stretch, a cup of tea, some quiet - and I'm ready to chase my dreams again tomorrow πππ.
What do you do to recuperate after a long day? π¬
And... maybe next time I'll tell you more about my love for bike? π
