Every day sort of feels like Sunday night lately, if you know what I mean.. Symptoms of an impending mid-life crisis? Is it time to begin using religion as an anti-depressant? I've refrained from this because an afterlife seems like a cowardly fabrication.. but life is not getting any easier, is it? It's either that or copious imbibing of spirits... Maybe I just need to ride my bike, train, and race as before.. It's been nine days and I feel like an infidel of the cycling gods. So I am religious after all.. Riding, training, racing.. is just how I pray. Amen.
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3 comments:
WTF dude. I hope you love that house because you must be hating life. I don't get it.
It's not about the house. I absolutely love the house. My career feels like it's in a death spiral. I'm trying very hard to make things happen, so it's impossible to think about anything else lately. Today is day 23 off the bike.
Yikes. Good luck man.
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