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Friday Group Ride #379

Friday Group Ride #379

I don’t believe I was actually bonking in the chip aisle of the grocery store last night, BUT it had been a long stretch since lunch. I’d come home to realize we were short on ...

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Cow Shit

We rode along in silence, chains whirring. The sun was only just lumbering up into the sky, and neither of us was quite awake. After a bit, he glanced over and said, “You get a ride in this ...

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