I have been out on my new trike twice. I didn't go on Monday because I was sick.
The first time was 30 minutes. It was fun, and I didn't want to stop, but my legs were complaining.
I went into the house and took a nap from 6 PM to 7 PM. This was the first Tuna Fish Sleep experiment night.
The second day, I was out for 45 minutes, and had to stop because I was out of breath. Muscles were only complaining a little. Many people spoke to me how nice the bike looked. Wen standing in the parking lot would hold up the cigarette or beer and nod as I passed by. One young lady dressed in East Indian robes really brightened up and exclaimed, I really like your trike. Another young hispanic boy talked to me for a few minutes while I caught my breath about how much he admired the machine. It is beautiful to look at.
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
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