Magnetic

“The phoenix hope, can wing her way through the desert skies, and still defying fortune’s spite; revive from ashes and rise.”

–Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra–

In a few hours I will head down to Moab for the Rim Ride. 2 Weeks ago I pre-rode most of the course and came away from that doing everything I could to talk myself out of racing. But even as I was doing so, I could feel the pull of the slickrock, the beckon of the sand, and the siren song of far off horizons.

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