Finally decided that today was the day to try my recently upgraded bike out of doors. So I got up this morning, put on my padded pants, loaded the bike in the truck, and away I went to Liberty Park. It was a beautiful morning, and a beautiful ride. Thanks to the continued working out on my indoor trainer, I managed to do six laps this time around, which is more than I've ever done before, and I felt like I really hadn't even broken a sweat. And my bum was none the worse for it.
Hi, my name's Tracie and I'm a Mormon. That being said, I've provided enough context for the conversation I had with the receptionist at work today: Christy: (Showing me a photo) What picture is this movie from? Me: Mmmm, Serendipity maybe? Christy: No...you should know this. Me: I should? Christy: (Finally) It's from the movie "Charlie"! Me: How would I know that? I don't watch Mormon movies. They're dumb. Now that I've let the cat out of the bag, I guess I should also confess that I also don't listen to Mormon pop music (other than the original recording of The Forgotten Carols), or read Mormon fiction. So sue me. Let's face it, it's not like most of them are of real quality anyway. When it comes to Mormon music, I'll stick with my MoTab and the hymns of Zion.
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