Word After Word

So, I bought my first tool. A crescent wrench. And I put my own pedals back on my bike when it came to reassemble here her, back home. With my shiny new crescent wrench, so crescenty and bitey and effective. Quick release still terrifies me (I want Slow Release! I want No Release!). And I do not understand the lubrication of spoke nipples or how to true my wheel (thanks, Ted). The difference between left and right will always be challenging for me and I know tools care about left and right, but some but for now I have a wrench and we are on speaking terms.  

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This bike (thanks, Pat, Tee, and Carmen, again and again for saying to me that day Of course you buy it, you don’t even think about it) is taking me further and further and further and the scenery is starting to get really good. (Every divorce should come with a bicycle. They should be issued at the courthouse with the final paperwork. You know who you are.)

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