Keep Your Mouth Shut

I've been biking for three months now, almost to the day. Physically, I'm a lot faster and stronger on the bike, and I've returned to my bike messengering days when the bike felt nearly like an extension of my body. When I rode from Max's house to my house last night, I covered the 12+ miles in about 45 minutes. A word to the wise, though. When you bike fast and down along the wetlands next to Minnehaha Creek, keep your mouth shut. While they may be a delicacy somewhere in the world, a bowlful of gnats down your gullet is not very appetizing. Yech.