As the days go on and the cold sets in I'm getting more anxious texts and emails making sure I'm 'being careful'.
No I'm not a sexually rampant teenager, it's because I'm a cyclist and friends and family now automatically assume I'm cycling, whatever the weather.
I sigh dramatically and send a message back clarifying that I'm off the bike when it's so icy but deep down I love it: Wheeled Weenie, super cyclist. Of course it does chafe a bit because I would love to be on my bike and am hating commuting regular style but, at the same time, I feel like a proper cyclist if people know I'd be out in this sort of weather if I could be.
Wait a minute, what if they just think I'm dumb enough...... Godammit!
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