Day Seven

Yeah. Yesterday I rode 22 miles. I haven't used a cent of gas directly since this whole thing started. Of course, you could argue that the bike i ride was delivered to the target where i bought it in a gas-guzzling 18-wheeler, you could argue that the fruit I eat was taken from out of state using gas-poered locomotives. Sure. Argue away. I promised no car riding for me. So go die.
My legs are dead.