bekah, "eggs" i love my life no matter how crazy it may seem life always hands me big rewards. vegan. gryffindor. dreads. married. bikes. tea. street art. any art. elephants. xupxthexpunxx . chicago. music. thrash. reckless abandon.
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I’ll never be anything special on a bicycle. But the beauty is that gravity hates us all, and it punishes us according to our sins and genetics. We can strive to be faster, can strive for the grace that eludes us, both on our bikes and in our lives. We can compete not against but with our friends to propel one another up hills, through hard times.
Maybe we won’t ever be faster than some of them, but some days we can get them at the 40 mph sign outside of town, if we hang on long enough. Some days, we’re bent over the bars and tasting iron atop a climb, because we care about those 23 seconds. Some days, it’s easier than caring about other things.
In those moments, we are free. In those moments, we’re all the same rider.
In those moments, we are all great.