2 weeks ago I was taken down on a group ride. We were going 18 mph on a flat road. We had been in the saddle for 4 hours at mile 80. The day was sunny and dry. It was not a race. We were riding in a double pace line. It was the safest stretch of pavement I have ridden on in the last 5 years and now I have a broken arm.
As of today I am retired from cycling it's not a voluntary decision yet because I have a broken arm and don't have a choice, but I will say that with every day I spend off the bike I can't imagine ever getting back on one.
In the move Fever Pitch the question is asked. You love the Red Sox but have they ever loved you back. Nope cycling has never loved me back.
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But that doesn't stop you from loving them (it).
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