ohh drats- and that was my Favorite
jersey....
today half way into my 6 hr training ride a complete stranger stopped my on the highway ( there is only about a 5km stretch that I need to be on the highway) and told me that I blended too much with the green fields and that she couldn't see me at all. ( I was on the very wide shoulder and hadn't even noticed her going by).
It was my "she likes hills jersey".
I think she was just trying to be helpful but after a long pause with her looking expectantly at me - I said - well really there is nothing I can do about my shirt right now- but thanks for telling me- I appreciate it"
It was a slower ride home since after that I was paranoid to get into aero since once she pointed it out even though I wasn't on the highway I was riding in a very rural area with green fields on both sides of me.
Guess I have to wait for the doldrums of fall and brown fields to break out that jersey again! Anyone else have this mentioned to them? Suggestions?
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