Not to hit some silly mileage per year or for bragging rights. No offence, Hoffman. But this is why I bought a bicycle computer with no average time, speed, or total time.
Aww, he don't care either.
Also, romances are such ephemeral things. It doesn't take a very big misstep for momentum to just totally disappear and you have to start anew from Square Zero. It really is tiring to have to do this every 8 to 16 months or so.
But if you work at it ... over time ... something does begin to acrue.
Just like how I ran 4km today, when 6 months ago I could barely manage 800 meters.
Desperado, by The Eagles.
Desperado, why don't you come to your senses?
You been out ridin' fences for so long now
Oh, you're a hard one
But I know that you've got your reasons
These things that are pleasin' you
Can hurt you somehow
Don't you draw the queen of diamonds boy
She'll beat you if she's able
No, the queen of hearts is always your best bet
Now it seems to me, some fine things
Have been laid upon your table
But you only want the ones you can't get
Desperado, oh, you ain't gettin' no younger
Your pain and your hunger, they've drivin' you home
And freedom, oh freedom well, that's just some people talkin'
Your prison is walking through this world all alone
Don't your feet get cold in the winter time?
The sky won't snow and the sun won't shine
It's hard to tell the night time from the day
You're losin' all your highs and lows
Ain't it funny how the feeling goes away?
Desperado, why don't you come to your senses?
Come down from your fences, and open the gate
It may be rainin', but there's a rainbow above you
You better let somebody love you
(let sombody love you)
You better let somebody love you
before it's too late
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