So the day after Iola I rode my bike to work. I wasn't feeling to sore or tired so I figured why not. I made it to work no problem, felt good. Work ended, I started riding home and out of no where BANG. My legs just go dead and my stomach is telling me to get some pickles. really pickles? yes pickles. When I bonk I start craving food like a pregnant woman and that day it was pickles. That has to be the craziest bonk ever, who bonks riding home from work.
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