My Last Milano Cookie

Yall, I'm really really really craving any of the below.

I would trade the last double chocolate Milano cookie in my cupboard for a good ride,

or even a nasty crash, just GIVE IT TO ME!

Or a nice, long climb....oh man....it's in my blood people, it's in my blood.

Those long, rocky, root-filled, loose dirt uphill sections where you think I can't push one more pedal, and you do, then you meet that plateau...BREATHE! Take a sip of the camelback, and let out a "Whew!" That plateau soon begins to dip downward, you gain speed, you scoot your bum back on the seat, slowly push yourself off your bum and stand on your pedals and soon enough you're whizzing down the mountain, wind ripping past you, hopping over roots, gaining air over the bumps and feeling your stomach drop, leaning into and up banked curves, and thinking "oooh-wee did I just make that!?!"