This was last Wednesday at 7:30am. The day went fine, but didn’t end until 1:00am the next day. It ended like it started, rough ride.

It’s the first commute in a long time and I forgot how brutal the first three miles can be. My headlight and water bottle decided to jump off my frame.

When I diverted to the trail, two squirrels thought it would be just great to tango with my front wheel.

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