It was a scary moment.
John far ahead, out of sight.
My tires too skinny, my bike too new, too unfamiliar.
Traffic to my left – too fast, too close.
A shoulder too narrow, too filled with dirt and grit.
A hill to my right – no protection to stop a tumble.
As I pictured John having to double back only to find my broken body on the side of the road, I decided it would not and could not be that way.
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