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Cycles of Life by Mary Boren, Knot2bUndone
By morning’s glimmer, helmeted and gloved, she’s primed and ready, pointed at the peak that’s begging to be conquered. It’s a bitch. Now huffing, puffing, standing on the pedals and hunkered over handlebars, she’s pulled by daily regimen with certainty… Continue reading