The Badass Bicycle Ride

Dear Zonk,

I cycled 22km yesterday. Today, to be precise. From midnight till about 3.15 a.m. And I managed this without passing out or throwing up or giving up or Lonazep or any of my other five hundred fears coming true. I cycled 22km yesterday and tonight, I am okay. No major aches or pains or strains.

I have been steadily ignoring all of my other resolutions this year. And I hope some of them get back on track once my kitchen is done (it starts day after). But even if those portions of my life remain dismally neglected, at least I’ll still be able to think of 2016 as the year I finally stopped failing at being fit. And that’s something, after all.

Love always,
K.

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Author: Kirtana K

I paint and make music and blog like a maniac. These days I try to run. But I have chicken legs and lungs the size of two-rupee balloons. I fail. I like pajamas and striped socks and books that read like song and songs that sound like poetry and strangers who read this page. And Maggi when I'm sick or cold or sad or celebrating. They'll find noodles in my veins if ever they cut me open. And potatoes. And maybe a tiny bit of whiskey. I'll be an Unidentified Living Object and they'll put my insides on display. It will be crazy. It will be awesome. It will.

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