I’m going to start substituting bike riding blog posts in place of walking ones, on occasion. I’ve had Frieda (my bicycle) for a few weeks now. My rides are getting a little longer, as weather and time permit.
Sure, I had stuff I should have been getting done around the house. But the weather couldn’t have been better. So Frieda and I boogied down the trail out of town, just far enough to see some cows.
Having a mid-life crisis? Forget the ridiculous sports car. Get yourself a bicycle!
I’m enjoying Freda.
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Frieda
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She doesn’t judge people for misspelling her name. She understands there are many variations.
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