Ok Trudes, you asked for it, so here it is...
This thread no doubt has been done before, but I'm sure it's time for another version, so here goes.
Most embarrassing story? Non-bike related, just for kicks.
I'll kick off:
A few years back I used to ride a horse. I had some jodpurs, very tight, and only one pair mind, so I had to "re-cycle" them. I put them on one day for a ride, afterwards I met up with my Mum and we went into Pukekohe for a spot of shopping at the red shed. Got home and Mum was sitting on the couch behind me when she cries: "What's that in your pants???"
You see, I had left a pair of undies inside the crumpled joddies and they were stuck on the inside of my calf, looking for all the world like some heinous, enlarged varicose vein
Still, at least the elastic in my knickers didn't break and fall down around my ankles in the supermarket when I was heavily pregnant, as happened to my good friend. She calmly stepped out of them, picked them up and put them in her handbag and exited stage-left.
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