I sometimes really wonder as I hear cracks and moan as I got out of bed today. It's my birthday and I just rolled the rip age of 36. I am positive that I am not aging like a fine wine.
Tastes better, worth more, blah, blah, blah.
I think I'm more like a fine bread.
Yep, get crusty first then start turning moldy and have this really weird smell. What is that smell? Can I blame it on the dog??
Well I will be doing what I really want to be doing on my birthday and that is riding my bike. Mother Nature has brought some sun, I guess she even has to be nice to me today. I'll be meeting up with the boys for the weekly singlespeed night ride.
Off to work
Later
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