29 days. I’ve ridden. I’ve wrecked. I broke a bicycle. I have thought about throwing in the towel at least twice and yet, here I am, still riding.
Today I went for a short jaunt up a hill and over a secluded little dirt road that went… nowhere. Bummer.
I stopped to take a photo and the bike wouldn’t stay still for the picture. So now I have one of those photos that just isn’t right. Well, here, let me show you:
See… No cooperation.
Well… tomorrow is the last day of the #30daysofbiking but it probably won’t be the end of this blog.