HAPPY FRIDAY. RIDE YOUR BIKE THIS WEEKEND.
Goodbye, America’s oldest teenager. Thanks for the Saturday afternoon dance lessons.
We’re goin’ hoppin’ today, where things are poppin’, the Philadelphia way….
The weather’s finally getting warm. You can get off the trainer (unlike Dick up there) and out onto the roads. But to ride, not dance. Let’s never combine cycling and dancing ever ever ever.
So this Saturday, around 11:30am, around the time that Mr. Clark would spin the hits of the day, spill a little water from your bidon on the ground for your fallen homie. And in the immortal words of so many teenagers, “It’s got a good beat and you can dance to it.”