There was a time when I really enjoyed bicycling. I'd bike for hours following the bicycle paths throughout our region.
But those days are gone and I kind if miss it.
I'm not giving you the gears.
Lest you think I mis-spoke, I wouldn't do that.
However, given my health these days I'd probably tire just biking around the block.
And I'd be so thirsty I'd never be able to pedal past the pub. After all, I know how to handle bars.
Get a grip. I'm just kidding.
I wouldn't wheelie stop at the pub.
When I bike I carry an edge tool with me. Seems odd I know but you can never be too sure when an axle come in handy.
This post has kinda run out of puns, hasn't it? I guess we've sort of derailed here.
Oh, well. It would't be the first time I've back-pedalled.