My bike weighs a ton. That's the problem with having once cycled the lightest bike in the world, my once trusty Cannondale. Nevertheless, trust does not last forever and now my Cannondale, even lighter without wheels, pedals, and handlebar, is a permanent fixture in my kitchen beside my spider plants.
The art of lifting your bike over a gate. It's a sort of weightlifting au naturel.
My once trusty steed, Cannondale. No longer trusty having thrown me twice, Cannondale now resides with the plants as a part of my ongoing kitchen gallery.
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