When trapped without a bike

I’m in the middle of the woods right at the NJ/NY border near the Tappan-Zee bridge. Here, I’m in the middle of a disaster recovery drill. The area is absolutely beautiful and it stormed last night, meaning that today was clear, cool, and non-humid. I miss my bike.

Of course, at a disaster recovery drill, especially when things aren’t exactly going well, I find myself eating a ton of crap, drinking about 10 times as much as usual, and not working out. I miss my bike.

We should get back into PA tonight, and I will bike into work Wednesday/Thursday — and I might try to get Friday in, too. I miss my bike.

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