Ride.

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Day two of a cleanse. Was feeling some serious blues this afternoon. Couldn’t cure my afternoon slump with my regular sweets, and that apple just wasn’t cutting it.

I just got home from the most romantic hour on my bike (yes, the crazy nice electric bike I won in May). The evening sun was so golden, and I passed so many happy people out for a Sunday evening peddle too. I noticed a lot of people staring from their cars as they drove past. I am sure some people wished they were out on their bike (and not in their car), others were trying to figure out how this girl on a giant cruiser bike could fly up a hill so effortlessly, and others, I’m sure, noticed the big, goofy grin taking up most of my face.

My favourite part of the evening was when I looked over my shoulder and saw two cyclists gaining ground on me, I flicked the power on and took off up a hill… It’s strange to feel the wind rushing through your hair as you ride up a hill.

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