My word

I was bike riding with my dad the other day as our form of physical activity for the day last Saturday. We biked 3.5 miles to the junior high, got off our bikes, ran a mile, did 100 crunches, got back on the bikes, and started our trek home. The running was the easy part. Going back home, we had to maneuver uphill for about 2 miles. We had a goal of completing this all in 45 minutes. As we are biking back we hit a cross in the road where we are having to wait for cars to pass by, of course this is right before we start going uphill. Before we crossed the street my dad looked back at me and said, "Raegan this hill is going to be like other things you face in your life. It's going to be hard and its going to suck, but you keep pushing until you get to the end. Maybe you're going to want to give up or maybe you'll get too tired, but you keep pushing". It was so motivational and it really go me in the zone, and then I realized I began to take this little bike ride wor

     A drive is always a good feeling for me. I often feel strange in the moments when I am driving. Where I feel like I am having an out-of-the-experience, experience. I'm not sure if that makes complete sense, but I feel so good in the moment. I was driving yesterday with one of my roommates to softball practice, and we started driving around Cameron Park, through trees to get to the practice field. I rolled the windows down, the sunroof was open, and the outdoor breeze brushed my face as it traveled through the car. I was genuinely happy. I felt like everything in life was going right.       Recently, my year ago memories have been those of me being at OSU crying and counting down the days till I would be home. I listened to many sad songs- including the most relatable by Ethan Jewel's "Drive-thru poem". That song perfectly describes how I used to feel. Driving used to be my only escape, and music played a huge part during those drives. I look at her, the girl in t