OK, as promised – for better or worse -here is a picture of me ready to ride at Cycle For Survival.
But wait, there’s more.
I realize it’s only February 11, but if this isn’t the straight line of the year, I can’t wait to find out what is.
Before starting my bike-riding session, I was fiddling with the various adjustment thingies on the stationary bike. The attractive young lady on the bike next to mine noticed this, and decided she’d be helpful, by explaining how to use a control that regulated pedaling resistance – which was situated below the seat and between my legs.
She pointed down there and said “if you play with that you can make it harder”. Those words, I swear.
I answered “the last woman who pointed there and told me that had two children with me”.
Yes, she laughed. A lot. We both did.
If I’m very lucky she won’t come forward ten years from now, accompanied by Gloria Allred, and tell the world about this….