Hello,
Tonight I thought it would be nice to take a short bicycle ride to the grocery store in town. I promptly (and naively) cast aside memories of my last time on a bike (4 years ago at Groton House when I had to call some one and ask how to stop. Thank You Cell Phone and Mom) and set off, very slowly down the hill. and verrrrryy slowly up the next hill. I made it to the store without incident and chose between an assortment of delicious cakes, and off I went again. On the way home I learned three things: 1. Do not hit the front wheel with your grocery bag because it will hit the spokes which will angrily leap from their place on the wheel, stick out in all directions, and prevent you from biking any farther. 2. Optimism has no place on a bike when I'm the one pedaling. 3. Do appreciate your legs. Thank You legs for helping me home. no thanks to the sheep baaa-ing in a mocking sort of way (you probably had to be there but really he was).
-Retreating abashedly to a stationary position for the rest of the night, but outside of my biking incident, enjoying Ireland immensely
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