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« on: February 19, 2010, 03:28:10 PM » |
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So instead of stuffing a sandwich in my face and checking my sites at lunch as I usually do, I hopped on my bike, rode to B-wave, replaced my bottom bracket, chatted with Lucas & Raina, and rode back to work all within an hour and without my coworkers knowing the difference.
Doing something pleasurable that is usually reserved for evenings and weekends during my lunch hour feels like I just robbed a bank, the bank of monotony.
now the rest of my day seems so much more bearable, thanks Bikerowave.
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