Cold-weather riding gets me all emotional
0 comment Saturday, June 28, 2014 |
Even though I know it's going to be painful in the 18-degree temperature, I still can't resist riding fast, like this morning. After about three blocks of hard pedaling, of course, I start tearing up. Usually I just let it flow and don't wipe it away until I get to a red light. I mash like I'm in a time trial, some old punk song going in the back of my head, bundled up in layers of armor against the elements, with tears streaming down my cheeks and back toward my ears.
"Look, mommy, it's so cold out, that guy on the bike is crying!"
"It's okay, sweetie, he's just stupid."

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