Earlier today, I stole away for a little bit of “me time.” On the way out, Lindy (my bike) and I fought a wicked headwind. I felt as if the wind was asking me to prove just how much I wanted this ride. Honestly, there were points along the way were I began asking the same question. How much? Really…

After fighting the wind, and attacking (relative term) the hill, I finally found myself. And that was when I noticed just what a lovely day it was.