My mum got me a bike for my birthday since I been wanting one. I've come to realize that I'm horribly out of shape a ten minute ride wore me out there are a lot of hills around here but still. Oh well I hope to get in somewhat decent shape. Hopefully I get hired in and hopefully I can get shit straightened out save up my money and move my ass out to Washington... that's the plan anyways.
That's not really the bike I got but a boy can dream right?
That's not really the bike I got but a boy can dream right?