A Tube of Biscuits

I am pretty sure it is going to stick this time. After a long chilly, breezy, wet spring thingy I am almost positive that good weather is here to stay. At least until tomorrow.

But no, really, I think we are golden this time. You see, today was the first time this year that I tried to use ‘It’s too warm’ as an excuse not to ride my bike to work. Every morning I have this litany of excuses I have to overcome before I get on my bike and pedal to work.

It’s too cold. It’s too wet. It’s too windy. It’s too dark. I’m running too late. It’s kind of early to ride. I am too tired. I rode too hard yesterday. I need to save my legs for tomorrow. I have too much stuff to take with me. I have errands I need to run. It’s too bright. I have a flat tire. I might get a flat tire and be late. My bike clothes are dirty. My helmet smells bad. There are too many people on the gb. My bike is making a funny sound. My other bike is making a funny sound too. Yup, the third one – funny sound. My water bottles are dirty. And today, today it is too warm.

I know most people think that 69 is a special number, and well, it is. But in bike commuting 59 is my magic number. 59 is just a little too cold, and also just a little too warm. When it is 59 you can use both the ‘it’s too hot’ and the ‘it’s too cold’ excuses. Today is the first day I have had to overcome both excuses. That’s how I know summer is here.

I also know it’s summer because I saw my first tube top yesterday. I hate tube tops. I know that some among us might enjoy the tube tops propensity for malfunction, and even wax about the virtues of easy access. But not me. Someone told me the other day about a piece of clothing which reminded them of one of those tubes of biscuits. I can’t remember who or what it was in reference to. Actually I think it was New Guy. Were we talking about tube tops? I don’t know, but anyway, that’s what I see in my head when I see a tube top. A tube of biscuits. You know, when something is ‘one size fits all’ you are begging for that tube of biscuits look.

Way to go New Guy, you made my blog. The tube of biscuits comment did it. You’re big time now. Tens of people will read about you. You are still New Guy.

OK, so I saw my first tube top of the year. That means it is summer now. Ugh, tube of biscuits. Mix in some straps would you?

One last thing. Riding in today (yeah I know, it was too warm) I see a dude waddling around in the middle of the road in Julia Davis Park. There is a duck chasing him. That’s something you don’t see every day. A duck chasing a guy in spandex. His bike is laying on the gb. Looks like he stopped to ‘help’ some ducklings over the curb. So the mother duck is chasing him. He is running, because you know, a 5 pound duck can really mess you up. That sharp bill and all. And those teeth. Not to mention the poison.

I tried not to laugh out loud. No. That’s not true. I didn’t try. I just laughed.