Yea, I hear sp-deed all lot, 'spudded' too.
I had a particularly bad incident the other day; I took my new MTB out on an in-town errand because I was so excited to ride it. Decided to turn around in a too-tight space, realized it was too tight too late, wobbled and BAM, on the concrete in front of gazillions of passing cars. I can live with that indignity, but what really bothers me is that my legs look better than they ever have but I can't wear a skirt without people commenting on my bruises and bike tan. Sigh. I am such a klutz.
Anne



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