Another diet mistake—after skipping dinner yesterday, I decided, under the sway of hunger and nostalgia, to pick up fast food on my way home at night.
Still managed to struggle my way up to that blunt stall to fakie I’ve been working at. Today was a tough day, though—I wasn’t getting myself all the way up to the lip of the bank, riding in an active position, or preparing for the fakie ride down.
I got there, eventually, at the cost of doing much else…
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