Tis the season to be riding.
Deck the halls with pedal strokes.
I'm dreaming of a bike Christmas.
Frosty the bike man was a holly, jolly man.
What ever way you cut it, peppering carols with bike word-play is quite terrible. I shouldn't do it, and either should you, so don't do it.
Instead, come riding. 10:00 (It's a fricken holiday man- screw you and your early afternoon chores!), Cornwall and Cypress.
In the spirit of Christmas, Bring a wrapped, non perishable food item to eat during the ride. Remember, cyclists need more than just Macaroni and cheese, so think about springing for tinned meat or some bbq sauce or something.
It'll be casual, but we'll toss in some sprints or some fast hills. We'll probably stop for egg nog latte's too.
See you there.
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