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  • That feeling when you've been in a funk since waking up, and you pedal off into a cold drizzle that turns into steady, hard rain, and you're soaked through, and it's supposed to be the final nail in your mood.

    But then the rain's bouncing off your teeth because you're smiling as you breathe through your mouth, because this is amazing, because you're crashing through the chilly downpour, and it's not slowing you down, and because you get to do this.

    Image by Tom Grundy Photo under a Creative Commons license.
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