Island Park Cycles, the place where both Donna and I bought our bikes, has a family bike ride every Monday night starting in May. It was a lot of fun, as we got to ride six or seven miles, get a little sun and fresh air, and stretch out the old muscles. Unfortunately, after biking from home to the shop, Donna realized she had forgotten her inhaler (she sometimes suffers from asthma-like symptoms, but doesn't have full-blown asthma) so she had to beg out. Macy and I soldiered on alone.
Macy got a thorough workout on her new tricked out bike. She's going to sleep well tonight.
Bonus trivia: Island Park Cycles is housed in the old Fargo train station, which also used to be the Great Northern Restaurant & Brewery, where I waited tables while in college.
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