I fought a bike and the bike won

I went for a run this morning in Central Park and for most of it, I was thinking that I needed to blog and tell Dad, Rowdy, that I passed every, single person on the loop. Amazing run. Strong, fast. Until. And then my cockiness got bit in the ass (as it should). I went to pass a girl who was going far too slow and BAM! COLLIDE! CRASH! Me and Mr. Cyclist had it out and let me tell you, the bike won. A little scraped up, a lot bruised and a bump on the head. But I feel like these road burns can only make me harder, better, faster, stronger.............right?


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Location:New York, NY