Biking to Nowhere II

Well, I could blame the 10-hour work day. Or the fact that I ate pretty much until it hurt immediately before I left. But, the simple fact is that I'm a wuss. I went out for the standard bike trip, and it took dang near forever.

04.07.08	35 minutes
04.02.08	25 minutes
03.30.08	32 minutes

Vomit.

This crap has got to stop. Actually, my brother says it's good. He points out that you're supposed to work out for 30 minutes a day, and that's really the point anyway. Besides (he says)--it's not like I'm racing anybody or anything. So, as usual, be just like me.

If you want to be an amazing physical specimen, read this.

And if you've got a lot of time...
Biking to Nowhere