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Peace on earth

Finally.
I feel re-inserted in the life i choose, amongst friends, desired family and my bike.
If two days in the woods can make me feel this good, then how about a month?
or the rest of my life?

Thanks to all who came out for the Pisgah "little" epic on Saturday.
I hope to repeat soon.

So few days, so many trails to ride.
I wish for all the time in the world to spend riding with my friends.
Twinkles is cool.

What about the constant pain of long days in the woods makes us return?
What is pleasurable about cramping thighs?
What point in our nurturing did we crumble and desire constant, repetitive punishment as the solution?
Or did we evolve with a hint of sadomasochism indulgence?

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