Today, we ride!


“You’re mad,” Tracey hissed at me from her side of the bed this morning as I swapped my warm, comfortable bed for a pair of sneakers and a bike helmet. “We get one morning to sleep in a week and you’re up at sparrow’s to ride your bike.”

“I know!” I whispered at her, although I’m not sure why – she was already awake. “Isn’t it great?”