I keep having the awful flashbacks to a moment on my ride yesterday, one I haven't shared because I was so traumatized by it, but now I feel that I just must write about it to get it off of my mind.
It only lasted a few short seconds, but it was wrong oh so wrong. As you were riding towards me on the path I see you, yes you old fat guy. You in your red bike short and oh my god NO SHIRT! with all your grey hair and love handles hanging out....shudder....I can't take it any more...wrong oh so wrong, please somebody make this vision go away!
Please, please where your shirt out there! God know I'm no skinny, but at least I'm covered!