Tuesday, August 2, 2016

Monday is the race for truth. From the moment the alarm bell sounds at 4:30 am until my head hits the pillow it is a rush to make train and connecting bus. Participate in meetings. Cram in leftovers. More meetings. Reverse the bus and train. Prep for bike ride. By the corner of Sierra Madre and GMR the heat has sweated the day out of you. All that is left is road and pedaling. The reward is the vista. The reward is the downhill after pushing upwards against head winds. The reward is the euphoria from an hour of uphill. The reward is evading motorists for a perfect summer ride.

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