Think Pink: Tuesday's Shoes

Two Tuesdays ago

People often ask how I ride a bike dressed for work day after day rain or shine. I wonder what makes people feel like they have to dress any differently to ride a bike than they do to drive a car or ride a bus.(Fenders and mud flaps are my saving grace.) On a day like today, when my bike could do with outriggers, I swap shoes for boots, a la:

Someone recently told me that he watches aghast from afar wondering what I will wear next.  Which is why, when Blogspot, which has been acting a bit buggy of late, ate the story I wanted to share with you, I decided perhaps this would be good to take a moment to do a different kind of sharing.  I was aghast at the blank screen and now someone else gets to be aghast from afar, too, because I will send this to his inbox. I'm mature that way.

(Yes, thank you, I do know about the little "back" arrow. I closed the post, and when I did, the whole thing just vanished)  I did save a recent-ish version of about half of the story, but the formatting doesn't copy and paste from word to blogspot so this will take a little bit.  Bear with me, please and thank you.

 In the meantime

 You'll find me dressed as I am

on one of Vancouver's hundred km of bike paths.

And if you don't like it, you know what you can do.

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