I wrote an "Excursion" column for my newspaper (regular columnist flaked on me) about commuting to work 10 miles with studded tires at 10 below zero. I said something to the effect of how frigid it was when in the shade of the hill, and when the sun came over the butte "it felt like a climax."

A smarta$$ acquaintance wrote a letter to the editor saying he had bicycled for fitness, transportation and enjoyment for 30 years but never had a climax, maybe he should "ask the CyclaSutra" how.

My editor banned the word "climax" from an excursions after that. But I thought it was hilarious.