Make a clean sweep of malice and pretense, envy and hurtful talk. You’ve had a taste of God. Now, like infants at the breast, drink deep of God’s pure kindness. Then you’ll grow up mature and whole in God.
1 Peter 2:1-3
On a pretty regular basis — when the weather is nasty, mainly (which, I’ll add is often: Today it is, once again, snowing. What part of the country are we in, again?!) — I ride my bike indoors, on a trainer. In case you don’t know, a trainer is a treadmill for a bike. The rear wheel is held off the ground, attached to a framework that presses it against a roller that has resistance on it to simulate riding on the road. My trainer set-up looks like this.