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My first mistake was letting you pass me on the trail (even though I’m pretty certain I impressed you by keeping up;). We rode together for a few solid miles, sometime around 7pm on Friday, 7/9.
You: Dark hair, kickass BLM jersey, striking eyes, cute grin.
Me: Navy blue jersey, sunglasses, brown hair in a braid.
Error #2 was in failing to race through the sketchy intersection responsible for our separation. That near fatal move would have been worth it - saving me the humiliation of writing this post, at least in one way or another.
If you were thinking that we would each return home, strip off our cleats, pour a beer, then search for each other on Strava “flyby’s” (whilst simultaneously checking for any added QOM’s)… well, yes, that makes sense.
How were you to know that I could not be bothered to properly charge my Garmin before heading out on the road?
Alas, here we are biker boy.
If you happen to stumble upon this post, please let me know it is you by sharing a picture of the jersey you were wearing. Would love to extend our ride next time!
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