Today

Today was my first day back.

Walk into the track, get kitted up,

get on the rollers, warm up,

change gear, and walk down the stairs.

The wood squeaks underneath the weight of my bike as I sit down and clip in.

Tighten the straps, 

and roll down. 

The wind rolls past my face

and I couldn’t stop smiling,

and giggling.

Kevin asked me if i was drunk,

while he held me for starts. 

And I was,

mostly on the fact that I was back. 

Back on the track, for day #1. 

I love this. 

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