If you were riding into Pigeon River park with former President Clinton just as the workmen scared away the ducks you could exclaim, "Seville, dere dego".
Also experiencing a belated inspiration is the blossoming shrubbery of the nearby neighborhoods. I don't know the names of many of these but I think this purple display is nice.Today was even nicer than yesterday, another new high reached. As I type this the weather gadget on my blog reports 80. I finished my ride about 3 hours ago so I don't think I rode in 80, but today it is 80. Today I rode in sleeveless jersey, obviously for the first time. Today it is 80.
And vanity, where is they sting? Earlier today I was engaged in an activity which every serious bicyclist who tells the truth will admit they also engage in. I was checking out the definition in my quadriceps . . . and my calves . . . and my hamstring . . . and gluteus. The season is definitely well underway as I am pleased to report that I have my legs back. The hard work is starting to pay off.
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Ah, yes. Slick Ville. Amusing.
80? What's 80? 56 was our high here yesterday at the beach, though 70 was the official high at some random inland location.
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