I count cars. I sing songs in my head. When it's dark I use some random event, usually a passing car, to check my GPS.

I do the math to figure out how much longer I'll be riding. I swear I'll never do another freakin' long ride. I do the math to figure out how much longer I'll be riding. I swear at the ride organizers for putting this hill in the ride. I do the math to figure out how much longer I'll be riding. Gosh darn it, why isn't the number of hours going down? I swear I'll never do another freakin' long ride...


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