The last time I hopped on my mountain bike, I was in my early 20s. Well along my career path with a successful startup behind me, my future was promising. I would ride every morning, through the bush, as fast as I could, pushing my own limits like every irresponsible young adult should. It was my me time where I could think about the day ahead, and map out what needed to get done. Yet, one fateful day, all that changed.
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The Forgotten Soul 