More shark-jumping, considering it’s been raining for the last seven years. It will never stop. This is the reality of global warming in Washington: we finally live up to our reputation.
The Gazelle, anyone? Does anyone remember when I rode bikes? No? Neither do I.
But the good news is… the infamous “other” bike that I’ve been supposed to pick up from the lady who gifted me with the fabulous Gazelle Trimsport, may soon be in my future. The bad news? I have no money to get it tuned up. Perhaps for my birthday. Or to celebrate the new job I’m about to get, right? RIGHT?