Crack in the Road
I was up on Sunday with plenty of time to angle my seat back up from my previous angling down and remove my drink system since I lost the mesh stopper, so what do I do? I work on my blog and drink coffee, totally forgetting about my bike. So, the sun starts coming up and I get my act together before the house comes alive, hop on the bike and I'm off and riding down Durant Road.
It was the perfect two-hour ride... until I was almost at home.
Now, I've been lucky with timing lights for quite a while now right up until the point I got back to the intersection of Falls of Neuse and Durant. I had to stop and wait. So, the light turns green and I discover that apparently, I have the only bike seat with a sense of humor. I jump up to get on my bike and my shorts get caught on the seat exposing my crack and yanking me back down on the bar. Had I been agile enough to clip in I would have certainly fallen down in the only busy road of the day, ass exposed. However, I jammed my foot back onto the road, twisted my handle bars and would have fallen over top of those were it not for my left foot still clipped in. Then, I can't exactly explain what I did next, but somehow, I bounced back on my bike and started drunkenly swerving through the intersection left foot clipped in and pedalling with the heal of my right, crack still exposed. It's not until I'm back on soundly and cruising down Durant that I realize my crack is still exposed to traffic. If I knew my wife could see my like this, I would have left it exposed to give her a laugh. Instead, I pull up my shorts and head home.
All in all, a good ride.
It was the perfect two-hour ride... until I was almost at home.
Now, I've been lucky with timing lights for quite a while now right up until the point I got back to the intersection of Falls of Neuse and Durant. I had to stop and wait. So, the light turns green and I discover that apparently, I have the only bike seat with a sense of humor. I jump up to get on my bike and my shorts get caught on the seat exposing my crack and yanking me back down on the bar. Had I been agile enough to clip in I would have certainly fallen down in the only busy road of the day, ass exposed. However, I jammed my foot back onto the road, twisted my handle bars and would have fallen over top of those were it not for my left foot still clipped in. Then, I can't exactly explain what I did next, but somehow, I bounced back on my bike and started drunkenly swerving through the intersection left foot clipped in and pedalling with the heal of my right, crack still exposed. It's not until I'm back on soundly and cruising down Durant that I realize my crack is still exposed to traffic. If I knew my wife could see my like this, I would have left it exposed to give her a laugh. Instead, I pull up my shorts and head home.
All in all, a good ride.


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