When one is in such tragically bad shape and the trails are considered "good" to go, that individual will ignore the tempting singletrack and concentrate on hills to try to burn the bad stuff out of the body. That being said it was a morning of climbing hills in the Rundle park area. A morning of hill repeats that never really seemed to get old. It was great and my body started to scream with each pedal stroke near the end. I will rest for a day, eat turkey and do it again Monday. I need to ride my bike more...
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