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Doesn't that sound like a pleasant way to spend the afternoon? Sure does, but that isn't what I did. One thing that you may not know about me is that I'm a bit competitive, usually just with myself. Once I started on the trail, I couldn't find it in my heart to pump the right-hand break and kept on riding past the park. Past the cute families barbequing and playing volleyball. Past the DC girls laying out getting bit my mosquitos. Past the kids fishing for mutated three-eyed fish in the Potomac. Nope, no stopping. Kept riding.
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So that is the story of how I went for a nice Sunday afternoon bike ride, nearly made it to Washington's house and nearly killed myself. Don't worry, the BF gets home soon.