I wore leg warmers all day. I rode my bike and my head turned into a block of ice- it was 6:30am. Hayley warned that it would be a 'freezing' 68 degrees. During my ride I created a chart in my mind that compared the expense of proper cold weather bicycle gear vs. costs of gasoline. A balaclava was represented by a nice rosy color bar that outshot the decadence of my hefty thighs.
These are the days of fall that if I were to fast forward to January, I'd be traipsing about in a tshirt, leaving the front door open, and pouring myself a white wine spritzer.
My blog has been sapping my procrastinating energy. If my blog were a discount store it would be bins full of crappy internet lists and haggard cashiers rasping, 'anything else??'...
I'm in the mood to be along for the ride. Sorry, I'm not taking us anywhere. But I'll bring my Chromeo, my Michael Jackson dance moves, iced americano+honey skills, and some PMA to save your day.
2 years ago
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