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"Now don't waste the coast on the way down. Keep peddling, even on the downhill. It'll make going uphill that much easier."
My dad's words echoed through my mind as I began to descend the small country back road hill on my two-wheeled bicycle. It felt unnecessary to continue moving my peddles as I coasted down the big hill, but I kept on it anyway. "Don't waste the coast." "Don't waste the coast." "Don't waste the coast."
