Chaser

I spent the last week in Tennessee falling in love with mountain biking even though I wanted to give up my first try up the hill and the way zip lining through the mountains and over tree tops made my legs feel boneless. I loved driving through caves cove watching people lounge in their truck beds enjoying the sunset and how the fields smelled like cinnamon apples and how the fog clinged somewhere between the trees and the ground.  I loved the constant going and adventures. Getting sunburned from boating all day and how big the sky became from the middle of the lake. I am petrified of falling back into routine. I don’t want to fall back into the person I was just the week before. I want to keep going. I want more thrilling moments and less hours at a job that barely gets me by.