Last night I rode home sleeveless on a humid, dry evening. It was good apart from 1 particular MAMIPE (Middle Aged Man In Penis Extension) who demonstrated his libido to all and sundry as he sped around the place in his throaty red convertible.
Todays earworm is Bohemian Rhapsody courtesy of Queen, thanks to the thunderstorms that woke to at 4.30 that lasted until just after I left. I had to ride in as I left the car at work overnight to ride in this morning. It is still raining and I have my waterproofs on containing the squelchy sweaty warmth of my body while I enjoy a coffee. And ice my head.
I wasn’t going to stop but my wasp sting tally of the year doubled after 10km. The little pest found its way into my helmet while it was raining and stung me twice before I could get my lid off.
Riding in rush hour, heavy rain & wasp stings. I have badass written all over me…