Destination Unknown

by | Jun 1, 2021

A hundred and forty minutes and I’m shot. The temps did me in even though I wore thermals. And the bicycle. It might be time to lube something. Or put it on the lift. It’s making a noise. Or is it me? I missed three days this week too. And with my attitude that’s like starting over after a long winter. I gots three months in my legs and there are still things that wreck the flow. Like this one thing I’m fighting off this season. I can’t tell if I’m riding to get somewhere or riding to leave somewhere.