Go for a ride.

"It's all a mistake how long will it take when the dreams are all gone?"

I went for a little ride this afternoon. Not like the other rides I take all the time. This one was shorter and it wasn't just to see how far I could get away from home in an hour. So I took my bike, my main mode of transport, out for a little go. There are a few hills around my place. Nothing that can't be handled by my tiny gears. Anywho this ride is all downhill on the way there and all uphill on the way back. And not one of those little, steep hill you can just power your way up on. No, it's one of those hill that has a slope of about 1/17 and is soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo long. So, on the way back I decided to take this hill slow. Bare in mind that the day is 35* plus humidex. So I'm going, and going, and going. I get to the steepest part of this idiot hill and I'm just like, "oh!" I got to the top ( still had a slope though) to face another large hill. By this time I'm getting the hang of this hill thing. I'm glistening with sweat and my shades are sliding down my nose along with the droplets. I didn't think to bring water; a mistake.

I'm home and almost dead. I lookin the mirror to see a waterfall of sweat on my face and arms. The rest of me is dry as a bone but my face looks like it just got a bucket of water thrown at it. I immediately came downstairs to cool off and tell you all about it.