Growing up I simply assumed it was just home to a local softball league. Never learning differently until I started looking for places to hike.
Lets be truthful... Sometimes we (PF patients) are technically capable, but feel to drained to push ourselves. I've struggled with this too.
When Marin and I stumbled across one rather large gator... sun bathing next to the path. We had to patiently wait for him to decide it was time to move along.
Marin just wanted to smell all the smells and walk, walk, walk. My nose wasn't powerful enough to pick up on any odors of note. But she seemed to find enjoyable scents all over.
Keep living and dreaming to the best of your physical and mental ability. And tell pulmonary fibrosis to wait it's turn.
I couldn't help but think about the first Jurassic park film. Specifically when the Robert Muldoon character says, "Clever girl." Right before raptors jump from the foliage to eat him.
Apparently, I forgot to tell google I'd yet to install back to the future style hover-wheels on my car.
Marking Lynchburg on the map was a no brainer. I honestly don't think there was a seconds deliberation about it in my mind.
I'm sure some Hoosier hospitality and grit were still with Lincoln by the time he reached the presidency.