As part of my "Bikini ready" project, or in its current name "ate wayyy too much during the holiday" (catchy, I know) that I've been ranting about since the beginning of time, Max and I are spending most of our evenings riding our Bicycles at Herzliya park and the neighborhood around it. Slowly but surely, my body is making signals of one happy camper and I'm pleased with myself that I finaly found a sports activity that doesn't make my wanna kill myself, so I celebrate my success with sushi.At evening hours, the park is mostly filled with frogs ribbit sounds, an insane amount of fly attacks and great darkness and I spend most of my rides there wearing some raggedy...