Contact points

Why is it that my hobbies punish me for neglecting them? Too much time off the bike means a sore ass as I start to ride more. Playing my mandolin too infrequently means seriously painful, bordering on blistered fingertips upon picking it back up. I really need to get busy building up (and maintaining) some calluses.

2 thoughts on “Contact points

  1. Spring: the time when a *cough* young *cough* man’s fancy turns to cycling and that man’s ass turns against him. Or something. It’s late, what do you want from me!?!

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