I was talking, this morning, with a previous associate and collaborator about the joys of bicycling. And while I still recall the thrill of peddling my ass all over the country – and the ensuing high, I confess that the BMW would get a ride over the Colnago if tomorrow were a day where that was an option.
Meanwhile, I look forward to seeing the clouds of Montana again in about 9 weeks.
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