Had my first real ride of the season today, 49 miles in the glorious winter sunshine/snow!
Favourite part of the ride was pulling into a tea-stop halfway round, the place was heaving with blokey cyclists, out on Sunday club runs. One poor guy had cycled 15 miles without a saddle, as he didn't have a spanner that fit, to fix it :eek: . None of the guys in the cafe had one to fit either, so I pulled one out of my pack and saved the day! He thought it was fantastic that with so many blokes, a girlie had come to his rescue - especially as one of his companions thought a woman's place was at home in the kitchen! :mad:
Let's hear it for girl power and a well stocked tool kit! :D
What struck me though, was that all his mates thought it was really funny he'd had to honk all the way, and had no sympathy at all - I'm sure that a women's club would have not only been sympathetic, but would have also had the gumption to fix it in the first place!!
It's so nice being a girl sometimes! :cool:
