Second after second, minute after minute, hour after hour..... never ending miles streaming by in a mind numbing blur as the TV glows and the the stereo blares.All week long, like a buddhist monk, I pray to the weather gods for a break (anything above 40F) that will allow me to venture outside into the fresh air and get some miles on the road. Until that time I am destined to serve out my sentence in the basement, 5 months of hard time on the trainer or rollers.
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