Here I sit, broken hearted....
Plan was to wake up early and get out of the house for a challenging 44 miler.
Im sitting through an unexpected thunderstorm that just seems to drag on and on. I don't mind the rain, but lightning and I don't get along.
Almost ten. I'll wait another 20 mins or so, then I will have to defecate or dismount.
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Momento mori, amor fati.