Friday, February 08, 2008

You should see me in bike shorts...

I'm in Palm Springs. Tomorrow I'm doing the "Tour de Palm Springs Century Ride".

I went to pick up my registration tonight. The parking lot was pretty full, so I had to park a bit away from the actual pick-up location. Two young women got out of their car about the same I did. I didn't see anyone else nearby. As I started walking towards the registration, I overheard the women behind me:

"Do you know where we're supposed to go?"
"Let's follow this guy. He looks like a cyclist."

I wanted to give them big giant hugs right then and there but I didn't dare. I was afraid I would turn around and see some other guy nearby, the actual object of their conversation.

Maybe I'm delusional to think they really were talking about me. But I'll take it.


Anonymous Smart Dutch's G.F. said...

Did you tell those girls that you're not only a cyclist, but one with the rare distinction of riding blissfully along a freeway and that if they were very lucky, they might just follow you onto the I10?

9:17 PM  
Blogger monica said...

i know what you mean. a woman who swims early in the morning at my gym, who's done KONA, said she could tell i was training for something because i had the body of a traithlete. i wanted to kiss her feet right there.

i rode tour de palm springs too!! my first century. beautiful day!! not as flat as i assumed it would be either!!

4:39 PM  
Blogger Bigun said...

hell yea! take it and move on!

8:59 AM  

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