you know that
what-if-i-forgot-how-to-ride-my-bike?-kind of
feeling you used to get every spring when you were little?
that's how she felt yesterday, except it was february.
a little shaky at first, she found her balance pretty quickly.
i was trying to find something encouraging to say
that meant "it's just like riding a bike"...
but you have to know what that feels like in order
to really understand what it means.
she gets it now.
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these two thought it was a good idea to ride through
the tiny hills of snow we have left.
court and jane and i thought they were nuts.
i told andy that i would label these images:
i was training for this half ironman until...
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