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I hate gyms

Wise words from Miss Pollyanna:
“Well screw that! I am utterly sick of the turbo. I now know the reasons why I took up cycling. It’s not to race or win, nope sirry! It was to feel the fresh air on my face. To battle on a solo mission on one’s self over mountains and unexplored roads. To feel the elements all over my body as I can hear my ever increasing heart rate pound in my ear and lungs heave in the cold Irish air and then expel out all that crap that life throws at you. It was to find myself and be me. Cycling allowed to me for once to be utterly comfortable in myself and my own presence. We all at the end of the day really only ever have to live with ourselves. The bike in a nutshell made me like living with myself. It forgave me, accepted me and built me.”
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