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	<title>Comments on: Hunting Rabbits is for Everyone</title>
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		<title>By: Adam</title>
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		<dc:creator>Adam</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[As I rode home yesterday, I passed a couple of cyclists, one in a trench coat who was so surprised when I passed that I think he almost fell off of his bike.  He was weaving left and right across the center of the path like a drunk,  which from the slurred exclamation of surprise as I passed, he likely was.  

This lead me to the realization that although I have ridden over 2200km this year so far,  I have never been passed,  I have never had a truly rewarding hunt, I have never had to go all out for that slim chance of the pass before a turn off, I have never had that cold feeling of defeat of someone stalking me from afar.  I am sure that riding at 5am and 3pm does play into this as it really isn&#039;t prime riding time for most people, but it is still strangely disappointing,  or perhaps unfulfilling.

With the (or at least my) riding season coming to a close (This morning&#039;s -2 showed that I have a lack of finger and toe protection from cold, I will ponder and remedy this over the weekend),  I desire the hunt.  Or perhaps just an insurmountable challenge.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As I rode home yesterday, I passed a couple of cyclists, one in a trench coat who was so surprised when I passed that I think he almost fell off of his bike.  He was weaving left and right across the center of the path like a drunk,  which from the slurred exclamation of surprise as I passed, he likely was.  </p>
<p>This lead me to the realization that although I have ridden over 2200km this year so far,  I have never been passed,  I have never had a truly rewarding hunt, I have never had to go all out for that slim chance of the pass before a turn off, I have never had that cold feeling of defeat of someone stalking me from afar.  I am sure that riding at 5am and 3pm does play into this as it really isn&#8217;t prime riding time for most people, but it is still strangely disappointing,  or perhaps unfulfilling.</p>
<p>With the (or at least my) riding season coming to a close (This morning&#8217;s -2 showed that I have a lack of finger and toe protection from cold, I will ponder and remedy this over the weekend),  I desire the hunt.  Or perhaps just an insurmountable challenge.</p>
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