Yesterday as soon as I got home from work I rode my bike around Prospect Park. it was cool out, in the sixties, and you could smell the trees as soon as you got on the path. If you know that loop, you know that the first couple miles are easy and the last mile is a slow incline that usually has at least one person walking his or her bike at the end. I never give up though. I will probably die on a bike, my heart pounding out of my chest. I want to see green when I go down.
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Reach out.
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