I’ve been finding less and less time to ride my bike. I miss it. Today I woke up and said “It’s the first of the month. I am starting this month right by getting on my bike and going for a ride, damn it.”
I went for a little spaghetti ride after work, and it was great. Only 14 miles, but pretty good speed for a fat guy who hasn’t been riding lately.
The funny part: After the ride, Runkeeper told me it was my “fastest week and month.”
Dude: I went on ONE short ride. Maybe wait a few days at lest before handing out the awards.