Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Shhh...don't tell my husband!

Sometimes when it's really cold and icy out, and I particularly miss riding outside, I sneak out into the garage and whisper sweet nothings to my bike.

"Hey, baby! It's OK. I still love you. I'll take you out again soon. You look so clean and shiny! That's right. It's OK, baby."

Wow. That sounds creepy.

1 comment:

  1. LOL! I don't think that sounds too creepy at all. :-) Good for you, doing a century this summer! I'll look forward to hearing about it!