I just returned home from 2 and a half hours on my bike.
The roads were wet
My arse is sore
I used a tank of gas
Bigger bikes left me behind
I had some tail slides (three)
I was cold
It was dark
But strangely, I enjoyed myself. I have a warm glow on the inside that isn't showing signs of going away.
Since when does the combination of so many negitive things make you feel so good?
Cheers
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