sábado, 11 de septiembre de 2010

15 minute ride that killed me

I rode my bike for the first time in my new neighborhood.
It was a little scary being back on real streets.
I couldn't tell if my hard breathing was mostly due to anxiety or "lack of shape"

After riding down a huge hill into traffic I realized that I never reconnected my brakes to my front wheel.

Luckily I had put my wheel on crooked so my wheel was  on perma-brake.
I am hoping that explains the burning thighs
my almost heart attack

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Cass dijo...

Scary! I love reading your blog. Always an adventure :)

So I am answering your question (since I never do) haha blogging is so much harder and more awkward than facebook to answer questions....you know I'm a HUGE fan of fb teehee. But yes I am teaching at dtp and southwest dance. It's been great so far. How is teaching and school going for you? (don't worry I'll understand if you don't answer) jk! Love you!