It’s cold. I’m in grad school and an internship to teach community college. I want to ride but I’m so tired because of the time differences but it’s what I want to do. It could always be worse. Life moves on and won’t wait. I feel good but I need to rife my bike. I can’t afford disc brakes so I’m with Froome.
I want to be a Strava king but I’m limited because of all the stuff I have to do. I usually ride alone here. I don’t speak Japanese. It’s hard. When I do have time I’m with my family and trying to get my book sold and finish my grad studies.
There is only now as they say, though I admit dwelling in the past but where will that get me. I have to think about my goals and I have many. I feel I’m making progress and things look better back home. Will I return home in September as planned? I don’t know. It all depends on the roll out of the vaccine and more. For now I just go with the flow and write and try to get a few good rides in when I can. I miss home sometimes but at the same time this is where I need to be. Nothing is perfect things have been working out. I just have to trust the process. That’s what the little voice in my head keeps telling me to do.