Ok, OK - I know I'm living a dream. I know I am extraordinarily lucky to have the opportunity to bike around the world with my precious children. I know I have absolutely no right to complain...
But darn! I just feel like crap right now. I feel like I've been dragged through the mud, spat upon, kicked viciously, and discarded for dead. I feel like nothing - absolutely nothing - is going our way. And the worst part is that I'm blaming Peru for it all since it started at the border.
I know, intellectually, that this isn't Peru's fault. I know, intellectually, that there are wonderful people in Peru and great scenery and all that - but I'm just not seeing it right now. All I want to do is run back to Ecuador with my tail between my legs.
My boys are so determined to cycle all the way to Patagonia in order to break the record, so I'll keep plugging along, but I am hating it. Seriously - this sucks. What kind of things have you done to get through these funks? I know I'm not unique in going through this stage!
thanks for your help!