S is for…

Saturday…

25-35 mph winds, with gusts to 40? Suck it up, invoke Rule #5, and get out there.

Give the Seven a once-over, pump the tires, check the brakes.

Click in…snap! Gooooo.

It’s March: no speed, little stamina…who cares? Keep going.

Shift. Pedal. Push.

Ignore the saddle. Ignore the lungs.

Something catches my eye; quick turnaround.

Snap a picture, and move on.

Spring is imminent. I can feel it. I’m happy.

More than just the Fulcrums are spinning.

Smile. Smile. Smile.


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