Post-holiday weight

This morning's breeze blew maliciously against me as I pedaled to work this morning.  "How do you like THAT, Tubby?" it whispered and snickered in my ear.

As I puffed along, I thought many profane things in reply but didn't have the breath to say them.


  1. I hear ya. Lordy, the end of the year was not kind to me!


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