Things have been a bit quiet around here. Life continues to throw curves at me, and I’ve been doing my darnedest to lean into them. However, this year I’ve been seriously floored and at my lowest. I thought last year losing my Dad was life-changing, but this year has completely turned my life upside down; everything has changed, everything I once loved shattered.
Nonetheless, I keep riding. I might not shout about it, or post lots of inspirational photos and videos, but I’m still out there riding. Sometimes, you just have to get out and ride to escape the shit you’re dealing with. When your head is a mess and the black dog threatens to smother you, a long ride can be all that keeps you sane.
But panic not, I’ve a good network of supportive family and friends, I’m using professional help, I’m staying healthy, and I hardly drink anymore. This curve may have me at my limit, but I’m leaning right over into it, my sights are laser-focused on the exit, ready to pin the throttle and leave all this shit way behind.
