Movie or Bike. On a sunny Sunday afternoon I chose the bike. It was hot and my muscles said what the heck. It beat me up. Spit me out and challenged me to improve. Another bonus was tagging up with Shane sitting in the skinniest sliver of shade under the electronic sign. How many times have you been up? Once? Time for another lap dude. The CHP motorcycle patrolman reminded us of single file. Somehow they miss the speeding car going 55 mph++.
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