So, the wife and I finished our evening ride on the Silver Comet trail around 8:30 pm and decided to get some dinner. Now, in Atlanta, this time of year 8:30 is well into the dark hours. We walked into our favorite casual eatery, still in our full cycling attire and the guy behind the counter says, "Just been bicycling?"
I ALMOST said, "No, I just like the way my arse looks in the spandex shorts" :mad2:
I ALMOST said, "No, I just like the way my arse looks in the spandex shorts" :mad2: