Complicated beauty

Oh, life’s got this funny way of piling on, doesn’t it? Last night, I bit off way more than I could chew: cramming in a half-day of work, squeezing in a date, then zipping off to Boise, Idaho for a race. Seriously, what was I thinking? Clearly, not with the part of my brain that stops to smell the roses—or appreciate a sunset, for that matter. It’s wild how life can be a tangled mess one minute and a masterpiece of beauty the next.

Fast forward to hitting the road, and who do I start missing? My partner in crime, that’s who. Shoutout for the awesome dinner date—truly the calm before the storm. Now, onto the next adventure: race, race, and race back home. Talk about a whirlwind. Life’s complicated, folks.

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