My bike was stolen right out of my backyard last week.
My trusty bike, the one that got me started on this journey towards financial freedom and health.
Oh how I miss it.
Fortunately I live and work less than a block from BART so my life is not immediately impacted or full of speed bumps. I just walk on the side walk.
Regardless, in this great weather I find myself wanting to go for bike rides. I just miss the wind in my hair, wearing my sunglasses and pumping myself along Berkeley.
I hope my bike is serving the thief well and not being sold for its parts at the flea market across the street!
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