I feel like I could’ve rode all night.

I killed seven miles in less than 30 minutes, and I honestly haven’t ridden my bike hard in a while.  I’m ashamed to admit it.  I started walking and running, and well my bike lost some tire pressure and was looking a bit sad.  We killed it tonight.  We flew, defied gravity.  Me and my bike against the world, the world against us, can’t stop, won’t stop.