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My sister is great about reminding me why I don’t live up north any more. I’ve officially become a whimp, throwing on a coat when temps drop below 73 degrees.

Previous: The post-ride treat… Starbuck’s! They even had hearts on the cups today.

Next: If there’s poison oak in the brush, Donna will find it while mtn biking. She somehow managed to get it on her hand, despite that fact that she was wearing gloves. It’s proven to be a great way to keep her from picking her nose.