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Claire Petersky
Guest
The other day I was riding with my husband to work. He needed to be in by a particular time for a
meeting he had, and we were already late, so the plan was to hammer like hell, and make a certain
bus at a freeway flyer stop so he could get in on time.
So we ride as hard as could, and we made to the stop with some time to spare. Now, my husband is a
total sweatbox, just drips even after a short light ride, so you can imagine what he was like when
we got to the bus stop. He stripped to the waist, so all he had on top was the straps of his bib
shorts (he still had on his tights etc. on the bottom half). Ok, it was a cold and frosty winter
morning, so here he was, *steaming* at the bus stop. It looked like he was completely enveloped in
his self-generated mist. I never saw anything so funny in my life. If you didn't know better, you'd
think he was on fire or something. I couldn't stop laughing!
Just after we loaded the bikes on the rack, he put on a fresh t-shirt he wears on buses to make
himself decent and to try to hold in his effluvia, and the effect was gone.
Warm Regards,
Claire Petersky [email protected] http://home.earthlink.net/~cpetersky/Bicycle_Meditations.htm
meeting he had, and we were already late, so the plan was to hammer like hell, and make a certain
bus at a freeway flyer stop so he could get in on time.
So we ride as hard as could, and we made to the stop with some time to spare. Now, my husband is a
total sweatbox, just drips even after a short light ride, so you can imagine what he was like when
we got to the bus stop. He stripped to the waist, so all he had on top was the straps of his bib
shorts (he still had on his tights etc. on the bottom half). Ok, it was a cold and frosty winter
morning, so here he was, *steaming* at the bus stop. It looked like he was completely enveloped in
his self-generated mist. I never saw anything so funny in my life. If you didn't know better, you'd
think he was on fire or something. I couldn't stop laughing!
Just after we loaded the bikes on the rack, he put on a fresh t-shirt he wears on buses to make
himself decent and to try to hold in his effluvia, and the effect was gone.
Warm Regards,
Claire Petersky [email protected] http://home.earthlink.net/~cpetersky/Bicycle_Meditations.htm