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Published Oct 26, 2004 at 2:44 |
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So where were we, or more correctly, where the hell was I, and what the hell was I doing there? Oh yeah, that's right, I was suffering at the bottom of Pulmonary. While those around me were high-fiving, laughing and chatting, I elected to ride on into town, desperately in need of some well worn shoes, flat pedals and and big head start. It took them all of about 3 minutes to catch me. While I tried to hang with half dozen or so riders "drafting", Travis pushed me along easing my pain and foot numbness somewhat. It was at the "Welcome to Nelson" sign I parted ways with the group... |
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