After work, I rode over to my polling place. It's at the football stadium on the campus of Trinity University. Trinity U possesses an amazing feat of engineering: EVERYWHERE you have to go is UPHILL. Steeply uphill.
There was no one in line ahead of me, and only other one person there voting. As I got off my bike, wearing my usual work clothes of shorts & a t-shirt, with sweaty helmet hair and hauling a backpack, the woman checking registrations at the door asked me if this was my first time voting. LOL! I must have looked like a college kid, I guess, due to my clothing, backpack, and mode of transportation. Either that, or sweaty, matted hair is a great way to cover up the grey.(BTW, I'm 45). I just laughed and said No, it's not my first time. (In fact, this will be my 7th presidential vote.
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Then I cruised around a bit before heading home. All told, 10.33 miles.




(BTW, I'm 45). I just laughed and said No, it's not my first time. (In fact, this will be my 7th presidential vote.
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