Lesson Learned

Mile in the lake. Wet suit. Good times. Two hours on the bike. 40 miles. Feel bruised where a man doesn't want to feel bruised.

Made the mistake of not eating a proper dinner. Then having one (or so) too many drinks after hours.

But it helped. Been trying to work out all these mental clashes in my head for a while. Haven't made much ground. Until tonight. Ultimately, soothed by the song of cider, I decided to fall back on my favorite mantra: this too shall pass.

What seems difficult and horrible now will be laughable down the road. I've gotten over worse. And I'll probably have terrible challenges in the future. So: this too shall pass.

Thank you, Woodchuck!