January 18, 2016
I rode my bike today. I rode it as fast as I could. I could feel the burn in my thighs, my heart beating fast, my lungs a bit stiff, the crisp on my face. My body was warm with the effort. It was only a mile ride, but a nice way to incorporate exercise into my day as I rolled into the friends meeting. This was my third meeting. It's growing. There are kind people there. I love the silence. And the still bodies at rest. I like not struggling to wonder if I'm in the right place. Home?