One huge long bill for some much-needed repairs on my bike.
Two Angry Catfish knee high woolie socks to provide extra warmth as we shift into spring riding.
Three more weeks until trivia - better work on the questions, confirm the venue, figure out logistics.
Four cars that ran red lights tonight when I was biking home (one at Summit and Fairview, three in succession right by my house).
Five days until March, which probably will be a good riding month.
Six granola bars in two days.
Seven months until we go to Europe.
You thought I'd say I forgot what eight was for, yes? Eight days until the fat bike Birkie. I very wisely have just given myself permission to back out of the race.
Nine o'clock and time to feed the dog her second supper.
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