|lot's more of this stuff|
Without knowing about the bad stuff that took place in this rather large country of ours. I set out for a bike ride. A ride on terribly sore legs from the previous nights river valley romp. I guess I pushed a little bit too hard the night before and felt the sting on the climbs forcing me to go ultra slow. I'm pretty sure I would have been passed by Nineteen Nighties dial up internet service. That being said if that same service rode a bike... Oh where the hell am I going with this?
On a closing note: Yes the ice is still there in droves. Be careful out there boys and girls that shit will bite you! There was no fornicating with my tires at the end of this one.
|a warm potty break on a cool night... oh joy!|