...or not. Today we hit the beach, only I stayed on the concrete path by the road as I have particularly 'urban' tyres on at the moment. Mind you, even mountain bike tyres struggle on sand.
It's a hard world to leave behind, watching surfers, paddlers, splashers, sand-castle builders and general beach layabouts enjoying one of the most naturally fun places an able-bodied person can go.
I have to rebuild a bit after days like today, refit my defences. Too many days like this on the spin and I must admit I struggle. Still, at least the sun shone, and the beer that I am just about to open is a cold one.
And then there's always gems like this one sent to me by my brother. However noble the intentions may have been, some things are just plain odd. And what's with the girl second from left? Does she just have some kind of head/underwear-based disability?
It's a hard world to leave behind, watching surfers, paddlers, splashers, sand-castle builders and general beach layabouts enjoying one of the most naturally fun places an able-bodied person can go.
I have to rebuild a bit after days like today, refit my defences. Too many days like this on the spin and I must admit I struggle. Still, at least the sun shone, and the beer that I am just about to open is a cold one.
And then there's always gems like this one sent to me by my brother. However noble the intentions may have been, some things are just plain odd. And what's with the girl second from left? Does she just have some kind of head/underwear-based disability?
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