I had places to go during Days 1 and 2 (LAPD Property Division downtown, and work) of my commitment to bike every day for the first 50 days of my 50th year. Today, I had nowhere to be.
So no one said anything about how far I was to ride every 24 hours. Thus on this third of those consecutive days, it was just about getting my ass off the couch, on the saddle and out to the streets for a short silly trivial twirl around the neighborhood whose sole purpose was simply to fulfill the obligation.
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