“Cut off all retreat and entrust myself to fate!”

I’ve used this phrase several times already, so some of you may recognize it.
As long as I keep racing, I’m sure I’ll find myself wanting to use it again.

Now, this will be the final entry in the Bol d’Or series I’ve been writing.
Let’s meet again after the race.

The photo is from my walk to the café this morning—
no one around, no sound, just the greetings exchanged with passing strangers resonating in my heart.