Might be a crazy thing to do.
Might fall.
Might not.
Might hurt.
Might not.
I am wondering why I am thinking about this, of all things. Maybe this time of Pre-Prednison taper I am able to think about other things. Getting on the bike might be okay. I used to ride a fair amount. Lots of Lake Washington trail kind of stuff. Down to Seward park. Had the outfit, the helmet, still have the bike and the helmet.... The outfit, I don't think so...
Maybe I will try. Or maybe I will think about trying.....
Twenty Years, Two Hundred and Forty Months, Seven Thousand Days, and Three Hundred Days. Since we started chasing Leukemia.
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