The Girl with the Cowbell Tattoo: What State Am I In?
I guess the title of this post can be read two ways: physical or mental state? And I think the correct answer is: both. When I decided to move to Massachusetts last spring, I thought I’d be set for the season: no travel more than two hours to get to any race I’d be doing. All I can think of is that cliche: “We make plans and God laughs.” These days, my parents call me and instead of asking how I am, they first ask where in the US I am. And often, it’s not the same place that I was the last time we spoke. But, as I’ve said many times in the past two months, it has been one amazing ride.