Hard enough

We measure ourselves by milestones, but the daily victories over ourselves need to be celebrated too. Little things take big efforts in the pre-dawn morning, whether it’s writing the day’s first words or riding so hard that your lungs have no choice but to invite the freezing air in. This is the work that matters most. It is the foundation of our triumph.

Read my latest piece “The Hardest Hour” at cycling Web site Red Kite Prayer.

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