Bike Trouble

I had a dream, a bad one. I was on a bike tour that was about to start. My bike was somewhere else because I had it delivered or something. I went and they didn't have the front wheel and other parts. I got angry. Then, they rebelled and said that I was a slow rider and other mean things, and that they would just trade the parts for little money. I felt terrible, and hopeless because it was way past the time we were supposed to start the ride. I don't know what this means, maybe guilt for riding with Audax and not Titos during the week. Maybe the comment Ruth made about Kenny. Or, if I take a deeper dive maybe something about what Kat mentioned, not riding so much. That underlining thought haunts me. 

I'm grateful for...

- Justin

- My job and still having one

- My health

- Family

- The weekend 

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