my whipcycle is in

Dear Diary,

My bike is in, my hymen is intact (so far), and I am in love.  All is well, aside from failing to dismount properly a few times this morning.  It looked like I fell off it but it was totally different, definitely not a fall.  Only a few people saw it anyway, and maybe a few cars on Speer Blvd. during rush hour but that’s just the price you pay when you’re willing to take risks and live life dangerously.  Like I told the guy at the shop, I’m ready to step up my game and take some seriously leisurely riding to the next level of leisure.  Aggressive leisure (paired with aggressive bold font) is what I’m about and this bike is the perfect accoutrement for my transition from slightly-able bike rider to at-least-I-look-more-than-slightly-able bike rider.  Appearances are everything these days, everything!  And on this bike I’m confident I look like I learned how to ride way before my 16th birthday.  What’s that saying … “You never forget how to ride a bike” … yeah, that one.  I guess it’s never been particularly true in my experience but this time, diary, is going to be different.  I can feel it; so can my hymen.

-El

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