Makin' Bacon

I learned a lot of things! Some lessons were kind of a bummer. Like knowing their are friends that I only see when I can ride or ski with them. But most of the lessons were great, some life changing. I learned I can swim across the reservoir. I learned how to roller ski. I learned how to make pasta from scratch. I learned how important it is to be there for my active friends when they are hurt (which I have failed at in the past). I learned I need to make more time for my non-active friends. I learned that its okay, even fun, to be on the supporting side of things. Sure, I would rather have been racing, but if it weren't for this injury I would never have sat on a rock in the middle of nowhere cooking bacon in the middle of the night (1-5am) to feed and cheer on racers at 24hours of sage. And while I'm usually the one snarfing down as much food as I can find after a race, I got to feed bacon to a lot of hungry people afterwards. And while it was completely unnecessary, I felt useful and appreciated. And that might not be quite as nice as the endorphin rush of riding, but it was pretty close.
So we'll check "makin' bacon out on a race course" off my life list, take the lessons learned, and hopefully be riding big rides, climbing mountains, and running again soon!
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