... yea, it's late, but I didn't get in 'til a little while ago.
HIT 8000 miles for the year today![]()
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(Ahem... poor "howard..." who wanted to catch me in my annual miles and lit my competitive flame... he lives in Colorado. Need I say more? At least now he has a way of accepting defeat with dignity... it's not as if he could catch upto me in a blizzard!)
A drizzly - but just drizzling; not nearly as wet as the radar looked! - day, so I rode the Gazelle. The folks at a birthday party I went to thought it was grand. I was totally impressed by one guy who arrived about when I did, saw the bike parked outside and said "maybe you want to move it into the garage?" and I said, "but it's already locked." It wasn't locked *to* anything... it's that funky European lock that keeps the wheel from moving.
He walked over and picked it up and put it in the garage - he knew about those kinds of locks already. Like, dude, what a cultured bunch![]()
Howard's got studded tires, though, so I gotta get out there tomorrow!!!



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