You could say my muscles are slackers. I tell my muscles to quite being so damn lazy, and let me take a stroll; they don’t listen. So, it’s good I’ve got a chair to pick up the slack. It’s Swedish, but luckily not from Ikea; assembly would be a bitch. My legs got weaker over time to the point that I was required to ride in style at age 11. I’m now 30, Blogger and aspiring author. Oh, and looking for cool people to meet.