Ramblings fueled by Life, Food & Cycling
@ 39.51 n 106.06 w
Crisp, but not fried...
Broken dishes, clearly there is much more work to be done before number 1.
Listening to the wind quiets and drowns out the negative, leaving more than just good and bad, happy to be pedaling and feeding the addiction of the nightly ache in the legs. I don't know what the substitute would be...without the bike I'd find something I suppose. At least for now I'm clear, not good, not fast, but I get to feel like I'm getting to that place.