On one of the 3-day Breast Cancer walks, a woman had a Big Gulp drink cup in her cleavage. She barely had to tilt her head to sip from the straw.
I think they call that a redneck cupholder
"A bicycle does get you there and more. And there is always the thin edge of danger to keep you alert and comfortably apprehensive. Dogs become dogs again and snap at your raincoat; potholes become personal. And getting there is all the fun."