terrible little poem about today's ride:
rode from home through downtown
anticipating the rain in which I might drown.
made it to the Riverfront Trail
saw birds, but not a single snail.
some small hills and a light wind,
saw a guy peeing and grinned.
got lost on the way home,
around downtown I did roam.
then met a fellow cyclist at a stoplight
with directions, she was quite bright.
we rode together on the streets
she even had some funky socks on her feets.
made it back home with smiles
got in 54.38 good miles.
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