What Did You Say?
Today, you can advise me. Not to beat a dead horse about this whole bike riding thing, but I’ve noticed something very interesting.
Biking with the kiddo: Aww, cute.
Biking solo, not kitted out in racing gear: What’s wrong with you and why aren’t you driving a car?
But the most dramatic comment came the other day, as I was somewhat awkwardly loading my grocery bags onto my bike. A woman walked past — a complete stranger — and said, “Oh, you poor thing.”
I looked up from what I was doing and said, “Yeah, the bag is heavy and I just can’t get the clip to line up and latch on.”
She gave me a sympathetic head tilt. “How long?”
“You know,” she said, “you really shouldn’t be embarrassed. It can happen to anyone.”
“I mean, when I wake up in the morning and look back at all the times I probably should have been driving after all that wine… well, let’s just say that I’ve been lucky. But don’t worry, no one is judging you.”
Internet, I honestly had no idea what to say. Not a clue. All I can do is hope that I don’t ever find myself on the same road with her.
What would you have said?