*scratches head*
Being clumsy does keep life interesting. Without it, I'd miss waking up with a bruise the size of a baseball on my thigh/calf/arm/back and no memory of how it happened. Something that large should have left some sort of memory... Or maybe I'm confusing clumsiness with a very poor memory.
*scratches head*
This is a cycling blog, so what does my clumsiness have to do with cycling? I'm not sure. I'll keep you posted.
--AC
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