Some days I feel a distinct lack of purpose. I call them weekdays! Hah-hah. But seriously ladies and gentlemen, your narrator is out of shape. It seems going to the gym only on presidential birthdays isn’t the best health plan. And while I may weigh less than this time last year, I’m certainly not as fit. So next week, provided it doesn’t rain and I can hit the bike store this weekend to get a lock [note copious outs], I’m going to try this bike-to-work thing. Well, not all the way to work, but at least to the bus stop. Someone’s got to use that bike path. I’ll apprise readers of the results of the experiment as it progresses.
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