Today I removed the cobwebs from my bike, rolled it down the gravelled path and out on the road in front of my house. As I treaded down for the first time and attempted (in vain) to steady it - it engulfed me that this was indeed very difficult. I changed gear and continued down the road, which went more easily after a little while, but when I started to climb up the hill - the bike continued to be impossible with me.

Minutes later, having given up on the bike with thighs like guitar-strings and a bouncy death-pace to my trot, I suddenly realized that one of my tyres were flat! How breathtakingly annoying!

When I come home, I will smash my face in with a shovel and then I will smash the bike, with a spork, for that extra sporky-painfulness.


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