9/11/07

DAY SEVENTY-EIGHT

Today was all about getting back on that damned bike and going to work. I was so nervous I sweated through my shorts on the way there and it took ten minutes longer than usual. Work was work and when I left I had to ride my bike again. I could feel the frisson of fear on the back of my neck and a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. I didn't stand up on the bike either way. It sucked and I know that it will stop sucking soon enough but, for now, it sucks.
Home was a blur of television and dinner . Going to bed and laying there being with Martha was the highlight of my day.
Tomorrow we're supposed to get another new guy at work. Yippee! I can hardly wait.

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