We got bikes. Actually, I got a bike, Ian borrowed one and we fixed Amy's old hand-me-down. I had forgotten how much I enjoyed riding until we went to Mackinac Island. Pedaling away with my hair flying behind me, I feel 12 again. Well, almost. I would if I didn't have to wait for little training wheels.
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I love my bike, but it's getting harder and harder to motivate myself to ride it as the temperature creeps up. It's 113 degrees right now!
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