
There are times when we feel the disconnect deep in our bones.
Where we are and where we thought we belonged. Clocking in, grinding through the week, and dreaming of the trail. We sit in traffic, stare at screens, pay bills, do our best to care for our families wondering if anyone else feels it too.
The aching hunger for more!
More mud on our boots. More grit in our teeth. More moments where the wind drowns out the noise of the world and engines became our heartbeat.
Time and time again, that feeling of belonging? It cycles back to feeling out of reach.