Today I can’t stop crying. I’ve not been this way for a long time.
They say it’s good to cry and perhaps it is.
I know that that’s how it is when you have PTSD, which was my psychiatrist’s opinion some time ago.
Today will pass, I know. Tomorrow will be better, I’m sure, although at the moment seeing ahead is not really possible.
Hi Russ, Anthony mtb guide Port Talbot here, haven’t messaged before as wasn’t sure if you’d remember me but I read your blog every night, and it makes me happy, sad and inspired. It was a pleasure meeting you all those years ago, Stay strong buddy
Ahh Ant, of course I remember you very well- and fondly.
I almost didn’t catch that flight to France, because of the air strike. I almost came to Wales instead to bike with you.
I obviously wish I had.
Russ
I know buddy, I remember you calling to see if I was free and could get some bikes sorted. FFS! I had some of my best days on a bike riding with you guys, so funny, great memories
And actually probably my best days too?
Maybe Heaven is like that – just fun, doing what you love doing, and laughing all of the time…