Hitting a wall here, folks! Today, I’ve got zero zilch nada interest in sticking to the training grind. Thinking it’s high time to press pause on the whole regimen and maybe kick off next season a tad later than planned. No need to get all dictator-like on ourselves or others to make life tick along. Those hiccups? Those missteps we’re quick to label as errors? They’ve got this weird way of morphing into something beautifully in sync. I’m rolling with my gut on this one, betting that there’s some big, fat truth waiting to be discovered. Here’s to hoping “the plan” unfolds just right, more because of the universe’s whims than my own muscle.
Boneshakerbike 
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