I’m not too excited about the bike right now because it’s en route. Should be here next week. Riding a stationary bike by yourself at 5am for an hour without an iPod is pretty boring.
I can’t wait until my bike gets here. I might spontaneously combust, turn into confetti…………minty confetti.
I remember way back when I got my first official road bike I slept beside it, gave it a name, wiped it with a diaper. Loved it, just loved it. Is my bike here yet? Is it here yet? Is it here yet?
Did you ever see that Simpsons episode where Bart orders a spy camera and asks the mail person for it every single day for 6 months and then when it’s finally time to deliver it the door opens and the mail person leans in and stares Bart right in the face and says, “Where’s my spy camera? Where’s my spy camera? Where’s my spy camera?” Hilarious. Yes, that will be me until my bike arrives. Is it here yet?
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