Every Saturday morning I drive to Lysterfield for a pretty casual spin around the singletrack there. And every saturday morning I completely dread that moment when I step out of the car, peel off the fleece trackies and expose my pale legs to a Melbourne winter morning.
Come Wednesday night however, I couldn't think of anything more appealing than a face full of mud (or bugs lately) and the inevitable warm and rubbery legs after a 2 hour ride. Not long to go now...
I don't think this theme is an improvement. The mud is though, leg-man
ReplyDeleteThe editors are working on the theme. :)
ReplyDeleteorsome mud. i washed the clothes. twice.
ReplyDeleteEvery Saturday huh?
ReplyDeleteok ok, almost every saturday.
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