On the way back, I terrorize my quads and calves with "Move, or else you won't get home!"![]()
On the way back, I terrorize my quads and calves with "Move, or else you won't get home!"![]()
When the spirits are low, when the day appears dark, when work becomes monotonous, when hope hardly seems worth having, just mount a bicycle and go out for a spin down the road, without thought on anything but the ride you are taking.
Arthur Conan Doyle