i ride high quite a bit.
i went riding on mines road with a friend, and a guy from our work. you know how on some rides, everyone pulls over like every twenty minutes and shit? well, i smoked a few hits, or half a joint or so everytime. the guy from work was saying later, "man, he'd smoke some weed, and i thought, now i can fucking catch him. but he kept going faster and faster!"
been riding (and smoking) for twenty plus years.
flame on.
i went riding on mines road with a friend, and a guy from our work. you know how on some rides, everyone pulls over like every twenty minutes and shit? well, i smoked a few hits, or half a joint or so everytime. the guy from work was saying later, "man, he'd smoke some weed, and i thought, now i can fucking catch him. but he kept going faster and faster!"
been riding (and smoking) for twenty plus years.
flame on.

And i get a little bummed about that sometimes, thinking about how in a very minor way ruins the purity of the experience. One of those existential kind of deallies. whatever.
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