No Passport Required
Monday, October 18th, 2010It’s all mental. All in your head. It’s how much you can mentally push your physical capabilities. It’s how you see the world around you.
My latest journey is especially heavy on the mind.
With a myriad of travel adventures yet unwritten, I have to carefully stow them away for safe keeping while I take on this latest challenge.
Eighteen chapters lie before me in my Ace Personal Training Manual. Thirty pounds still weigh heavy on my frame. The freedom of the passport is futile as I return to the country of my youth. And the price of prancing across continents smacks me in the face as I settle into my parents house and battle NJ’s public transportation or rather lack thereof.
It’s not so glamorous. Nor mysterious. But it is vital.
Without a solid base, my life of worldly experiences leaves something to be desired.
So on the bookshelf you go, your pages packed with colorful stamps, dates and cities – your wear and tear – your stories.
But you and I are always partners. We will reunite one day. I just have a few things to take care of first.