Like Electricity Through Our Veins

________You know those people who intensely ride their bikes along busy roads where it is most likely deemed unsafe to ride in the first place? And usually end up causing these little traffic slow downs that could cause an accident? And irritate drivers ever so slightly since the drivers have to go around them, timing it just right so they don't smash into another car?

________Yeah, well...

________Those cyclists are kind of what I aspire to be. How fun would it be to just roam on the open road with nobody but yourself and an endless sea of black asphalt? Your bike is a stallion: it is brave, strong, and controlled only by your movements. The wind all up in your hair, blowing it around like it just don't care. Your favorite music is strumming in your ears like a thousand jellyfish tentacles being strummed as if they were instruments. Yes. You heard me. Jellyfish guitars. A whole quartet of them, positioned side by side, swaying along with the undulating sound waves of your mp3 player. Okay, now I'm just spewing out a bunch of crap. I should just end this awful simile before it gets too out of hand.

________But seriously, I do want to continue with my bike rides for pretty much the rest of my life. It seems to be the only thing I can go back to and still enjoy. Ever since the time I rode my first bike (a magical sky blue one that had tinsel flowering from its handlebars), I was hooked on it. Recently, I heard about this thing called a "century ride," which is basically where you ride your bike 100 miles with occasional stops along the way. It sounds sweet, and I want to be able to finish one of these century rides one day.

________So, citizens-- what's something you aspire to do or be?

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