Tue May 13 2025
Got the bike back. Feels good, honestly. This past week without it gave me some perspective—I’d started building my entire routine around the bike, like it was the only thing that mattered. Don’t get me wrong, I love riding, it’s a big part of who I am. But there’s more to life, and I needed that reminder. That said, the night I got it back, I took it out for a ride. First few minutes were shaky, naturally—getting back on after a crash messes with your head a little. But once I hit the road, the fear faded. It felt right. Life otherwise? Feels… stagnant. Too routine. And while structure has its place—it's useful, even necessary—when every day starts to feel like a repeat of the last, something’s off. So I’ve started making small changes. Mixing things up. Nothing dramatic, but enough to feel in control again. Anyway, that’s enough reflective nonsense for today. Also, I think I miss - nvm. Until next time, A.