I rode my bicycle today. It felt damn good, despite the fact that as of this morning, I weighed 185-pounds, a solid 15-pounds more than the good ole days, when I prowled the top-half of the semi-pro category on my mountain bike (that would be the top half of the bottom half, if you’re interested in semantics. I’m above such details, myself).
So I’m getting fat. Thank goodness our tractor runs on diesel.