WE ARE NOT PERFECT
Sometimes we fail
We are not always clean
Sometimes we fall, we crash or simply, sometimes we are not ready.
Sometimes we stay alone, in the darkness.
Because the things, the circumstances… we are broken
But those times are not the end.
Those times, we clean out and inside. Putting everything ready
After the time in the darkness, we search for the light, the water, even the wind.
If we are broken, we repair it
We go out searching for track. Better, faster, stronger,
Giving all we can, everything we have inside
Because we are nor machines, but when we ride
we have the opportunity of coming back empty [physically]
but full mentality.
Hello there, cycling give us life lessons.
Because we are not perfect, but always the same: This is mi bike, and me.