Be quiet in the cheap seat bulimia. I reckon I looked better than a drop dead, friggen gorgeous thing last night when I went back and put my long johns and socks back on and wore them with my jandels and bike jacket
It is all about how you carry it off you see! Thanks so much for coming along to guide us through the one way system and rounding up a straggler for us. Big hug to Mrs Bulimia for doing a bunch of dehydated bikers a big favour and providing the transport to get "supplies"
I needed indepandant evidence that I had infact swapped with Maha
Man, I tell you, they really impressed me with how they rode. It was hard to remember that bosslady has only been riding 2 months and (Oh Oh brain fade) Connie for 3. Go the might Ginny!
Bum is nowhere as sore as after 12 kms on a push bike so no complaints from me about that. Bit tired, but all reaction times functioning well. Went down the road to get some milk etc in the car. Some dip shit, wanker ran a stop sign and about took me out. Lucky for me I have lovely ABS, he locked up in a big way. Also lucky for me is I am not backward in coming forward. I read him his pedigree, and punctuated it with a few hand signals for good measure
I have put a couple of chicken breasts in the BBQ (stuffed with Brie, covered with garlic butter and some bacon) to bake, and am going to go out and sit in the cool air.
Thanks to everyone that made this weekend so cool.
More later.
Mom
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