Okay, picture this: It’s Thursday, and the leaves are putting on their best autumn show, crisp and show-offy. The Thursday Night Ride gang (TNR, for those in the know), is all revved up for what’s about to be an epic night on two wheels. We all meet up at Bonner Park, where the vibe is more ‘circus troupe’ than ‘cycling team.’
First up, the slow race – think tortoises on bikes, trying not to be the fastest but the slowest. Yeah, it’s as hilarious as it sounds. Winners? Could be Julie or Aaron, though I saw some fouls. Ha!
Next stop: Great Burn Brewing. The place where the stories are as frothy as the beers. We’re talking about clinks, drinks, and so many new Ed stories.
But wait, there’s more! The night’s still young, so we ride to Imagine Nation Brewery. Tacos and beers are on the menu, and trust me, they’re as perfect a combo as gravity and bikes. Under the night sky, our bike lights are not just lights; they’re twinkly fireflies across the city park.
Riding back home, there’s this unspoken sense of camaraderie in the air. “When’s the next ride?” someone asks. No answer, but who needs words when you’ve got a night like this?
In the end, it’s not just about how fast you pedaled or how many beers you downed (or breweries visited, right Larry?). It’s about those little moments, the shared laughs, the clinks of glasses, the silly races. It’s about feeling alive on a Thursday night, with the world spinning under your wheels and the stars watching over. Here’s to the TNR – more than a ride, it’s a rolling adventure of stories and spirits.
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