Riding the down the open road, the wind at my face,
cruising down the monstrous hills,
peddling slowly up those monstrous hills, feels like I am not even moving.
Feels good to be back in the seat again,
need to be in it more often.
Just sometimes I need that little extra push out the door.
Peddling along, daydreaming, feeling like I could peddle on and on,
for miles and miles.
The sun is out, a light breeze blowing to make the temperature just right,
a beautiful day for a bike ride. Feel good now, feel like I can do anything.
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