I woke up early this morning to the sound of shower storms, i could not go back to sleep and instead sat up and got ready to cycle. I cycled for an hour at the wooded bike trail, with my black attire and my gloves and helmet. Twas exhilarating. There is nothing like the cold morning air brushing upon my face as I cycle at 20 mph, the sound of twigs and leaves crushed underneath my mountain bike. The steep ravine that I rode was a bit slippery and had to maneuver my cycle had I not, i would have plummeted a good 30 feet down, thanks to the extra amount I paid for the thick cycling tires. Exhilarating. It was a muddy adventure, but the feeling of testosterone rush through my body is paramount, then to be heralded by other cyclists who made it down the ravine before me.
The bike back was refreshing as it started to shower, but it was great, nonetheless.
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