Finally took the bike out yesterday to the park that’s just across the
street from my apartment. It’s all nicely wooded on much of the path,
which is nice.
I was highly amused by the big, big man and his little bitty puppy
(seriously, the little guy was probably 6 to 8 weeks old and maybe 8
inches tall). The first time I passed them, the puppy was lagging some
serious behind and the man had to keep stopping and waiting. The second
time I passed them, the puppy had just decided to give up the ghost and
lay down. And the third time I passed them, the man was carrying his
puppy in his hand.
I also saw a man with a long-haired dachshund in his backpack while he
zipped around on his bike. The dog appeared to be thrilled…but I’d
worry about drool/urine….
Also
Soccer moms are TERRIBLE drivers.
And very mean.
And will cut you off two or three or more times when you’re on a bike.
Bitches. Bitches and Hos.
