I was really motivated to do something active, so I took my dad’s bicycle out of the garage and I started on a 10 mile journey. I adjusted the seat, hopped-on and started rolling out of the driveway. Just as I got to the end of the driveway, I beared left and the bike continued straight. All of a sudden, I found myself on the ground with the bike IN my leg.
The bike had some fancy toe clips that are supposed to help you ride better, but instead caused me to lose my balance and subsequently fall to the ground. As a result, my palms are bruised and bleeding, my leg has a gash on it and, most importantly, my prized black and white Puma Speedcat sneakers are scuffed.
I was never able to make the journey, but this isn’t the end of it. I am going to try the journey again in the near future and I WILL EMERGE VICTORIOUS.
May 8, 2008 -
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