Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Owned

Life since the Arrowhead 135 has been a far cry from the traditional notion of EPIC for me. In fact, I am going to do the Anti-Epic Gravel Grinder to commemorate the months of February and March. A long, mind-(ass)numbing slog through Nowhere, CO.

Anyone care to join? 150 miles of CX bike FUN! C'mon. I need someone to chase through the magical wonderland of nada but gravel and dirt. Either way, I am working on a very motivating playlist now.

The past couple of months have been seven days of high mileage commuting, spin trainer, yogapalooza, 5am gym workouts and gearing up to chase BIG dreams. I would post daily commuting totals but they even astound me so maybe later.

Some of the big dreams involve two wheels and some are big dreams headed toward tiny spaces (watch for a new blog documenting the process of material reduction/overall simplification/minimalistic shift from two very different points in the process).

But I guess when a case of the Anti-Epics infects my life I am thankful for moments like coming home today, crashing through the door, cranking Spotify and singing at the top of my lungs only to walk into the next room and see my best friend of almost twelve years who has not heard anything, sound asleep, retrieving ducks in her dreams.



She owns my heart.



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