Every day I reach the top of the hill on my bicycle and turn the corner. Dry heaving from effort and dripping with sweat. Every day Seattle meets me. This is my view as I crest the hill and put all I've got into the last few blocks, rocketing at top speed toward home; teeth barred in a victory grin.
Today has been conquered.
I win.
I love the drama of this shot and your thoughts behind the shot add another dimension. After reading this and seeing this, I think a second title could be, "Victory."
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