You see that sucker hole this morning? I fell for it. I mean, I've got to get miles in, but I had normal clothes on, was beginning to load up the car and was planning on the lunchtime run.
Let us Read from 3rd Peter Chapter 4, verse 14:
Then, behold, blue sky do-ith appear in the west, above a stable in saint louis park. We must travel there, see our savior and bring him gifts of gel bars and sport drink.
But, nay, this is an angry god. a jealous god. For as I travel west to the promised land, taking the longer way into work, he strike-ith my tire FLAT. Flat I sayith. I am in a plague of flats. My bike-god, why hath thou forsaken me and my tires, with 7 flats in two weeks?
Have I not offered prayers of pain and sweat? Have I not shaved my legs? Have I not sacrificed time and money and more time for thee?
WHY then, or lord, has thou given me a another flat and a sucker hole today? Why? Why? Why?
A reading from 3rd Peter...
UPDATE: IT APPEARS THE LORD LOOKED UPON ME WITH FAVOR AND HAS REWARDED MY WITH A LARGER SUCKER HOLE, SHALL IT HOLD TILL 5PM?
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