Dear So and So

[Propcookie]

Dear Bicycle Goddess/Gods,

Please let me get quicker quicker, I'm new and my DH and friends are being so kind about waiting for my slow arse but I really would like to click my road shoes three times and be able to not slow down the pack as soon as possible, okay? Thanks!

Jenn

[alexis_the_tiny]

Mimi, you have the patience of a saint...

Jenn, don't worry. Just potter at your own pace and keep riding often. Very soon, you'll find yourself flying on wheels.

[Biciclista]

I am not patient!

[Sky King]

Dear Togged Out Biker Chick on your carbon fiber bike,

Seriously you pass within 3 inches of my left shoulder and you don't acknowledge my existence! How rude, you obviously are not a TE reader. It wasn't even so much the lack of a "on your left" or "happy new year" or "hello" as it was the way you stood up in your pedals and looked ahead like a hunting dog pointing out a bird and just totally ignored a fellow bike rider. Good thing we weren't 10 feet further on the road when I would have been ready to start changing lanes to make my left hand turn, I may have knocked you over.

[Owlie]

((Roadtrip, Mr. Roadtrip and MIL))

Dear Togged Out Biker Chick on your carbon fiber bike,

Seriously you pass within 3 inches of my left shoulder and you don't acknowledge my existence! How rude, you obviously are not a TE reader. It wasn't even so much the lack of a "on your left" or "happy new year" or "hello" as it was the way you stood up in your pedals and looked ahead like a hunting dog pointing out a bird and just totally ignored a fellow bike rider. Good thing we weren't 10 feet further on the road when I would have been ready to start changing lanes to make my left hand turn, I may have knocked you over.

Some jerk on a tri bike did that to me early on in my riding career. I think I nearly fell over. ]

Dear cold:
I'd appreciate it if you'd hurry up and leave. And no detours through my chest or sinuses, please.

[lph]

Dear male Facebook friends,

I really don't want to know what minor medical procedure you did or did not get done in your nether regions, no matter how cutely worded it is. TMI guys!

[limewave]

Dear Specialized Ruby (in my size!) parked at my LBS,

Stop being a temptress!

~Limewave

[emily_in_nc]

Dear cold:
I'd appreciate it if you'd hurry up and leave. And no detours through my chest or sinuses, please.

Ditto for my cold too! Tired of being up all night coughing (and keeping DH up too). He's getting cranky, and so am I.

[bmccasland]

Dear Throat,
I refuse to acknowledge that you have a tickle. I have plans this weekend and they involve a resort hotel and a massage, you are not allowed to progress into anything. Anything! Your hear?

Dear Hip,
Please play nice, we get to see Dr.F on monday when we return. Also note the aforementioned massage - that's for you.

[malkin]

Dear Bicycle Goddess/Gods,

Please let me get quicker quicker, I'm new and my DH and friends are being so kind about waiting for my slow arse but I really would like to click my road shoes three times and be able to not slow down the pack as soon as possible, okay? Thanks!

Jenn

When you click you heels, try saying, "There's no speed like fast; there's no speed like fast..."

[Crankin]

Sky King, it does irk me when people pass closely and scare the crap out of me because they've given no warning. It's why I always call out when I am the one doing the passing. You don't have to give me a conversation, just let me know you're coming within 2 inches of my left shoulder.
Yesterday, a guy did this to us as we were ambling our way home. He came so close to me, I sort of jumped on my bike. Usually I can "feel" someone approaching, but this time I didn't. I'd say I was going at about 16-17 mph, on a road where even I can get up to 22. There was also a guy on a mtb ahead of us, no helmet, and street clothes, going pretty fast for this type of rider. The fast rider passed us and this guy. So, fast rider turns onto another street, and so does the helmetless guy. I told DH not to turn here, as we can take another way into our neighborhood. As we just turn onto our street and start climbing up the hill, I pull ahead of DH and am making a good effort up the first climb. The fast rider appears out of nowhere, but this time acknowledges my presence. Of course he leaves me in the dust, but I wonder what made him decide I was worthy to talk to then, and not when he passed me earlier. He took the steeper side of the loop, and just when I was turning into my driveway, I saw him descending. No big deal, but I felt like saying, "How would you like to end every ride with this climb?"

[Roadtrip]

Dear Mother-In-Law,

I can't imagine what your going through now and how much courage it's taking to hold together. You waited until after our trip for the Holidays and return to sit us down and tell us of the diagnosis of your breast cancer apparently not wanting to tell us before. I know there is little I can do, but having to leave to drive home only a few hours after this bombshell was hard, but I know it wasn't easy for you either.

Hoping Thursdays surgery goes well.

Shannon

PS.
CANCER *&@$ing SUCKS.

[alexis_the_tiny]

First day of school cured my grump-itis. I am reminded again that if I had not faced the challenges I face in my life, I would never have the same sense of urgency and commitment to work in a field that would help kids be the best they can be despite their own challenges. Thank universe for kicking my ar** back to work...

[lph]

Dear people in front of me at the bottle recycling spot,

the grumpitis passed to me. You know, the bottle recycling machine is here every time you grocery shop. It's actually built in. You don't have to save up for weeks until you have several huge sacks of bottles, you could just take in a handy little shopping bag full every time you buy groceries. That would save me from breathing fire at your back, and it would save the nice shop people from having to run over and clear the machine because you've clogged it up with half a million bottles, again.