Sometimes, life's a bitch.
Sometimes, the weather sucks.
Other times, your bike breaks down.
All that really matters are the guilty pleasures anyway.
On that note, I'm going to drive my sister to her friend's house. Yes, you heard it. Guilty pleasure.
Tomorrow...the one and only Polar Bear ride. Located at a coffee joint near you, with plenty of crazy lycra-clad hooligans riding bikes not far away. You best enjoy, while the guilty pleasures are still to be had.