Out for a ride this afternoon. Near gale force wind whistling up the roads, cold horizontal rain stinging like spearpoints, huge puddles all over the place. Stopped in a village to get a dry Buff out of the pannier. Chap in walking boots and full waterproof gear goes past and says "Great day for it!" "Isn't it just!" I reply. Swinging leg back over the bar, I suddenly realise, the guy wasn't being ironic, he really meant it was a great day to be out. I also suddenly realise, I meant it too when I replied.
Out for a ride this afternoon. Near gale force wind whistling up the roads, cold horizontal rain stinging like spearpoints, huge puddles all over the place. Stopped in a village to get a dry Buff out of the pannier. Chap in walking boots and full waterproof gear goes past and says "Great day for it!" "Isn't it just!" I reply. Swinging leg back over the bar, I suddenly realise, the guy wasn't being ironic, he really meant it was a great day to be out. I also suddenly realise, I meant it too when I replied.
People like us must be missing the sensible gene!
It was entertaining seeing some of my fellow cycle commuters rolling in ten-fifteen minutes late on a twenty minute commute this morning. There is something about riding into such a wind and rain that really sets you up for the day [1]
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[1] when followed in short order by a hot shower, large mug of tea and a bacon and egg roll..
Out for a ride this afternoon. Near gale force wind whistling up the roads, cold horizontal rain stinging like spearpoints, huge puddles all over the place. Stopped in a village to get a dry Buff out of the pannier. Chap in walking boots and full waterproof gear goes past and says "Great day for it!" "Isn't it just!" I reply. Swinging leg back over the bar, I suddenly realise, the guy wasn't being ironic, he really meant it was a great day to be out. I also suddenly realise, I meant it too when I replied.
Out for a ride this afternoon. Near gale force wind whistling up the roads, cold horizontal rain stinging like spearpoints, huge puddles all over the place. Stopped in a village to get a dry Buff out of the pannier. Chap in walking boots and full waterproof gear goes past and says "Great day for it!" "Isn't it just!" I reply. Swinging leg back over the bar, I suddenly realise, the guy wasn't being ironic, he really meant it was a great day to be out. I also suddenly realise, I meant it too when I replied.
People like us must be missing the sensible gene!
Its the Smug Factor 9 when you finish that does it. ;-)
-- Tony
"Anyone who conducts an argument by appealing to authority is not using his intelligence; he is just using his memory." - Leonardo da Vinci
"Brian G" <[email hidden]> wrote in message news:[email hidden]...
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Out for a ride this afternoon. Near gale force wind whistling up the roads, cold horizontal rain stinging like spearpoints, huge puddles all over the place. Stopped in a village to get a dry Buff out of the pannier. Chap in walking boots and full waterproof gear goes past and says "Great day for it!" "Isn't it just!" I reply. Swinging leg back over the bar, I suddenly realise, the guy wasn't being ironic, he really meant it was a great day to be out. I also suddenly realise, I meant it too when I replied.
People like us must be missing the sensible gene!
-- Brian G
Yes it is great fun having to wade through the flooded subway at Warnham station.
