{"id":573890865,"date":"2018-09-12T23:11:19","date_gmt":"2018-09-13T04:11:19","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.kennysmith.org\/wordpress\/?p=573890865"},"modified":"2018-09-17T23:44:05","modified_gmt":"2018-09-18T04:44:05","slug":"the-sun-can-set-in-any-direction-when-youre-gassed","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.kennysmith.org\/wordpress\/blog\/2018\/09\/12\/the-sun-can-set-in-any-direction-when-youre-gassed\/","title":{"rendered":"The sun can set in any direction when you’re gassed"},"content":{"rendered":"

It is funny how you can have different emotional responses to the same thing. It doesn’t even take much to change things, either. I got home Monday, ready to ride my bike. Had to ride my bicycle. Couldn’t get out of the door again fast enough. <\/p>\n

I didn’t ride yesterday because I couldn’t drag myself away from the pillow early enough. I was in the studio until dark, so that wiped out that day, which is fine. <\/p>\n

But that meant an evening ride tonight! Which was great! I was happy to do it, and I had a nice ride after my legs started moving. But it didn’t have the same level of zeal as two days before. I did the same roads and same kind of roads. The weather was warm and grand on both days. So what makes the difference? <\/p>\n

Anyway, this was me when I set out for a quick evening ride:<\/p>\n

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\u202aLet's go ride bikes!\u202c \u202a#TheMilesAhead\u202c<\/a><\/p>\n

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