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Cycling for fun and fitness

Riding on the bike path
Taking a little time
Crusin with my grandson
Not costing me a dime

Seven miles one way
Might seem to you too long
Quality time is priceless
And you never can go wrong

We then stop at the west end
To rest and get a drink
We turn around and go home
Not too long a ride I think

And now I start to wonder
If I will make it back
Grandson stays ahead of me
And now I start to slack

I start to stop more more often
To rest and take a drink
No doubts that I will make it
Just longer than I think

Back home at last, I make it
My legs are very sore
Another time I'll ride the trail
And go through this some more

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