I don't even really know what a 15m circle is--though thanks to Peter I do know my circles tend to look like eggs--and I don't even know how to coordinate my outfits, let alone my aids, but Calm, Forward, Straight hits on several things in this post that I can relate to, things I do struggle with. Nausea, for one.
Okay, I don't usually feel nauseous. Sometimes just a little fluttery in my stomach. Normally, I'm merely fighting to breathe around my heart as it slams first into the front of my rib cage, then into the back of my rib cage, kind of like it's trying to give itself CPR.
But lately, I'm finding the fun part again. The get on and laugh part. The "well, that was an interesting reaction" part.
And Calabar seems to be coming along with me. Nudging me when I need to be nudged and following me in our funny little dance.
He inspires me to be a better rider, and other writers I read inspire me with their own journeys.
Life is a good place to be.