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The first day out on my bicycle in over two years was quite an experience. The ride began easily enough, but at the "half-way" point I decided that I'd had enough. So I pulled my cell-phone out of my bike bag & called home to see if my wife would come and pick me up. Unfortunately there was no answer. Next I tried her cell number; thinking that if she was close enough I could just wait where I was. As you may have guessed, that call went to voicemail. Without any other options I began riding back towards home. At first I thought I would stop along the way & try calling her again. Soon though I was making slow but steady progress & the endorphins had kicked in enough to make the trip bearable.
