For all of us with two wheels also

She kept going. Didn't even acknowledge me or make eye contact after.
She got a middle finger salute several times over the next couple of miles.
I would have followed her longer, but my gas light was on and I didn't want to end up walking.
 
She kept going. Didn't even acknowledge me or make eye contact after.
She got a middle finger salute several times over the next couple of miles.
I would have followed her longer, but my gas light was on and I didn't want to end up walking.

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38-ish hot, humid, and windy miles on the bicycle today. First ride of that length since September. The ankle bitched at me only once and never gave me a reason why. My ass and quads are a bit pissed off at me right now, though. Shower number two for the day coming up.
 
I rolled out the 45 year old Honda CX500(The Maggot)for a scoot yesterday. It’s been sitting since Octember. We had a good fifty mile run.
It’s hard to determine why such a heavy pig of two wheel joy is so hard to swing a leg over, yet feels so cramped when seated.