It's nice to exert some effort. After a few months of sitting and waiting it's nice to have that turmoil of work again. The goal is in sight and I'm pushing towards it.
That point off in the horizon has a taste of sweetness. It's not about standing on the hill and realizing you're above so many others. It's about looking down the mountain and seeing everyone else struggling upward. The slope didn't conquer you, and when those others achieve you'll have a great hug and smile to share.
The ride north isn't easy. There is the cliche that nothing that is worth it is easy. Sure that's true but making the move towards it is always easy. North is where you want to be. Home is there. Love is there. Things that matter, are there.
I like the ride north. Especially on my bike Kaze. Reflecting on the burn in my legs and sting in my throat reminds me that I am not the destination, I am just the journey.