Life is a lot like this bus that we spotted stuck on Baxter St during Feel My Legs. A bus has almost unlimited potential in how far it can take you and provides seemingly unlimited space to fill with your heart's desires (not to mention it as a ubiquitous symbol of education/knowledge). But then sometimes you want to go to places you probably should not. Even if you know this, the idea is intoxicating and the potential for growth being in a new, uncomfortable space is huge. Going where we shouldn't also has its risks. If it did not than it wouldn't be any different than our everyday lives. And then sometimes you get stuck on a steep incline.
What does this have to with a hill race? I'm super busy right now and going through some things I really, really wish I did not have to do, so I've been super slack on posting about Feel My Legs this year. Hopefully in the next couple days.