As I circumparambulate (redundant on purpose, like my excusification day after day through the now passing daylight losing time), others get on with it. My little exercise objections so numerable or down to just one or even none, I console myself with not wanting to burn out over a long season to come. That is OK. I must be doing what I need to do for me overall (or I can hope).
But with myself as a foil, it is inspiring to see a young lady shy of ten years, and to read of her love of wheeled travel such as that I feel, and to see her blossom through the struggles. Please take a moment to read about Lauren, and to see the photos of her in her patriotic colors, repaying generosity in the past with interest, through the spark of happy striving. You go girl.