and it all comes flooding back.

After my post this morning I realized how I have gotten caught up in the culture of bad decision making. How once one bad decision is made others continue to be made just so that I didn't have to accept the fact that I had made a bad decision. Thankfully the decisions were fairly insignificat ones. Mostly purchases. But significant enough to cause distress and unfortunately in the case of my Mt. Bike permanent injuries. But so life goes. It's easier to tell a story when you have scars to show. Or a creepy shoulder you can scare your grandkids with :)