Dressed and ready to take on the world, I make a move. It's up. ðĪĢðĪĢ it's ð️ a lot. Never fear... Greg is here. I keep the pedals turning (lunch bar). A warm day. Luckily a ðŽðĶē too. I feel blessed. The wind gives me so many options and opportunities to express myself. I think that's why I ride alone. New words and sentences containing these words are produced quite frequently. I love riding. I don't even mind the Versace luggage. But when you throw me with a ðŽðĶē expect a verbal warning or ✌.
Just as I had calmed down the descent arrived. Voila. The pass I climbed 2 days prior. I disconnected the brakes. It was to be a skills learning day. Well the skill I learnt was to go to the bathroom tw ice before disconnecting your breaks. It was hair raising but a ton of fun. A laundry would be required later.
From the bottom of the descent to town was very standard. No drama. No fuss. Just smelly cat smelly ð where are they hiding you. No spar. Not even a facial. No you idiot. Spar not good for you! Off to shoprite. I did indeed. I also shoplefted. No not shoplifted ðēðĪ·♂️ðĪĶ♂️. Back at De Boss. In bed. Clean. Happy. Refreshed. Life is grand. Tomorrow is another day. Let's see what happens.
Sleep tight all.
G.
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