I got so hot while I was out riding that I was either going to die or start crying. I didn't die...but the second one I'll just leave unsaid.
I got pushed pretty close to my limits and said words I'm not exactly proud of. And that was really good for me.
I made A LOT of mistakes. A lot. That was good for me too.
Along with those mistakes I made poor choices, paid for and learned from them.
I achieved a monstrosity of things.
And it was frickin awesome.
I found a little something that I think is worth the thought: