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Never again

Today my friend Nick texted me asking if I wanted to go biking with him. I figured it be better for me to go biking than to sprint with my quads acting up. KJ agreed and I met Nick at the fairgrounds. The plain was to bike fifteen miles down highway 38 which is around where Suomi Hills are and go back. What a lie! We biked to Marcel  Which is twenty-five miles down 38. I'm going to assume you've never been down that far, and you don't want to. It's all winding curves and hills. It's dangerous driving down it and painful biking. I'm seriously surprised that besides near frost bite, feet swollen due to cold, muscle cramps, chafing, and the fact that it was freezing we didn't run into trouble. The bike out we had a pretty good pace, and were joking and talking, having a real good time. On the way back, not so much. We tried in the beginning, but those hills and the cold got to us. The hills! They are terrible! It's constant up and down. We completely under estimated it. We should've turned back at 15 miles or better yet at 10. It was bad. The last ten miles were the hardest of them all and it was mostly flat with the occasional hill.Really the only things that kept us going were thoughts of food and heat. By the time we got back to his car we were both in considerable pain and couldn't walk right, mainly due to our feet. We may have shed tears of happiness.

We went straight to McDonald's. Neither of us has been there in over a year and only went there to get something greasy and to completely ruin the workout. It worked. We each had 2 double cheeseburgers, split a large fry, split a chocolate shake and he also had some type of caffeine.Nothing has ever tasted better. We were in Nirvana. Nick is taking a shower, which he called the shower of Nirvana. I would, but don't think I can make it up the stairs a second time and am therefor going to stick with a pile of blankets and the couch. I can't wait for our 200 mile bike trip!

My view for just about the entire trip. 


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