I really didn’t think I’d make it. With every cycle my feet made on the bike I was moving slower and slower. The thought of just getting off my bike and jumping in the van became more appealing with each puff of my labored breath. I was on a five-day bike trip in Croatia with my…
Source:David Geller: The Echoes of Kind Words
Wednesday, July 31, 2013
David Geller: The Echoes of Kind Words
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