It was too beautiful an evening to stay inside and my legs were aching for some work so an evening bike ride was the perfect solution. The warm breeze on my arms felt so liberating and by the third loop around the park I could feel my legs slowly firing up - each pedal stoke flooding those underworked muscles with blood and energy. Laughter and chatter from a few remaining picnics tickled the air, dancing my feet quicker and lighter until the motion became nearly effortless. When I finally worked out my restlessness I stopped long enough to snap a few photos and stretch, but the sight of my fellow two-wheel spinners had me back in the saddle after just a few minutes.
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