I don't know if I love it or hate it when for some reason I get the urge to just go down a steep hill. I know I'm going to have to climb back up it and I know it's not going to be fun. I guess I do it because I know that I'm going to get up the hill again - or I won't get home. In essence I'm guaranteed to rack up the "climbed feet" on Strava but it's more about being stubborn than finding joy. I guess I get to stare at this as my joy:
Andrew Johnson rode 23.5mi and climbed 4,318ft on Aug 16, 2012
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