I’d never imagined myself arriving at that uncomfortable point in the road. Feeling stale, sort of over it, and stunned as to how things just weren’t adding up. It felt so awkward; in fact, I was scared to admit it to myself or even say the words out loud. I didn’t want to feel that way, but as a cool breeze blew past my fire one mid-September night, I realized I’d grown bored with riding my bike. Read More