Water Bug

My running’s been hacked apart by plantar fasciitis and mountain bike life on a single speed has left me spun out and looking for speed. Finally the bug bit and the itch was scratched. A tow from my rut was provided by my new water cross bike and it's just what the podiatrist ordered. My handcrafted titanium frame with a 54cm top tube, sculpted shamrock dropouts and the perfect buoyancy for long open rides kicked my motivation into high gear (46 x 12 to be exact). Tomorrow’s a fun ride to Georgia; I wonder which sweater I should wear.