Redemption

While it "would" be nice to sit back in the spectator chair and eat potato chips the rest of the summer, I am officially taking charge and ending this brooding. My Dad will never leave my daily thoughts, but instead of dwelling on the negative and 'what ifs,' I've decided to turn it into motivation and positive direction. My Dad was my idol and hero, and the only person I've ever looked up to. He was also the most supportive person of my goals and endeavors. In short, he would be pissed if he saw me not living up to my potential, or helping out a greater cause.

With that said, I am sacking my feelings of self pity and getting back on the bike. My fitness has been like a sinusoidal curve this season, but I'm not taking that as an excuse. When the gun goes off, I'll be out there to race, and do my best.

I know my Dad would be proud.