<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Cycling on Tate Eskew</title><link>http://tateeskew.com/categories/cycling/</link><description>Recent content in Cycling on Tate Eskew</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><copyright>Tate Eskew</copyright><lastBuildDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2020 21:51:10 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="http://tateeskew.com/categories/cycling/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Ridiculed By Their Waves of Trauma</title><link>http://tateeskew.com/weblog/2020-11-10-ridiculed-by-their-waves-of-trauma/</link><pubDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2020 21:51:10 +0000</pubDate><guid>http://tateeskew.com/weblog/2020-11-10-ridiculed-by-their-waves-of-trauma/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Over the last few months, I was given the okay to start running again. I had missed it terribly. Running long distances has always been something I&amp;rsquo;ve not only had a penchant for but has also been a meditation practice for me. People often ask me what I think about for hours at a time when I&amp;rsquo;m running these long distances. Honestly, I try not to think at all. I just try to breeze through trails as you see in the photos below.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>