sigh.
i'm having separation anxiety. i just dropped my bike off to be shipped to memphis for my triathlon this weekend. i left her with strangers who dont even know how she likes her chain oiled lovingly at night.
and as lame as it may sound, when we're reunited on saturday i'll totally get excited like i'm picking up a beloved pet or family member. twisted, isnt it? i guess after you spend a certain amount of time gripping onto something for dear life while riding 35mph down a hill in traffic, you get close. real close.
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