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Courage

"Courage is being afraid, but going on anyhow." -- Dan Rather

This quote popped up on Facebook the other day and it was exactly what I needed.  I've been seeing a ton of "life is too short", "go out and DO it", "don't be afraid to take chances" kind of quotes lately and I've needed every single one of them.

Why? You may ask...well I'm pretty excited about an opportunity to work with a women's cycling clothing line, Moxie Cycling, promoting them at events throughout the Southeast.  This is going to be an addition to my job at the shop and should only take up a few weekends throughout the year.  

I'm really excited because it's the first time I've looked at a brand of clothing and absolutely fallen in love.  As of right now, they only make cycling tops and the founders of the company finally got it right!  They don't do shorts because, as they've told me, "so many people already do a black cycling short correctly and so many cyclists already have their favorite brand, so why compete?".  Don't fix what isn't broken. Brilliant!  And adorable.  And super functional. And (sorry guys) the best built in bra I've seen in a cycling top ever.  And I look at that stuff ALL.DAY.LONG.

I've also been a little nervous since I've never done anything like this before.  I had to figure out if this would interfere with my job at the shop because I didn't necessarily want or need that to happen.  And it won't! The headquarters are in Minnesota and all of my interactions have been via telephone or email.  I've never had to become my own company before....there were a ton of questions and still are, but I'm making progress.  I just keep telling myself that it's worth it to take a chance on something that could really be awesome. 

So, wish me luck and check out Moxie....they're pretty awesome if you ask me!  

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