So I ride a bike!

I am starting everything new.. so that means I left my car in Mexico. It is a long drive and with 2 kids I figured it was time just to let it go.

So the very nice people that have taken me and my kids in have also lent me a bike, but not just any kind of bike. It has a turbo pack. I shit you not. So if I want to go up a hill with ease, just be lazy, I can hit this button and it will just take off.

I work about a mile from where I live so I use this fancy bike to get me back and forth to work, it is great, free, and is much faster then walking. Oh, and it has a turbo pack. I don't think you could ask for more in a bike.

Last weekend I wanted to stop at this bar that is about 3 city blocks from the house, so this weekend I grew that balls to do it. I got off early then expected so the kids were already with a babysitter, so yes, I was on the bike with the turbo pack and decided to stop and have a beer. I ended up drinking 3 beers, and then I had to ride the damn bike home.

I know 3 beers what the fuck! I don't ever drink so I was pretty much done for, but I managed to peddle this fancy bike home with out any trouble.

Then in the morning I found out everyone else went lessie dancing, well that sound way funnier then drinking 3 beers in a shitty dive bar then have to ride the bike with the turbo pack home.

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