No running. I brought my bike to work and commuted home, just about nine miles. I took a route up through the Avenues and the U. On my way through the alley in Federal Heights, I was chased by an eager young dog, eager to press his teeth into some biker flesh. I got to test the sprinting capabilities of my new bike and managed to get away. If I were running, my escape may not have been as successful.
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