Son of a *&%^%&^&(*!!!

[bikerchick68]

So yesterday my brother is in from outta town and after completing a home repair project on my place we jump on the bikes for a lil spin...

It's 11AM when we leave and still overcast... but as we continue the sun breaks thru and it warms up to about 82 degrees... not bad... so we're cruising along and I feel sweat rolling down inbetween my breasts and it's tickling... so I push in on my jersey and bra top to soak it up...

that's about the same point that I hit the brakes as hard as I ever have... screech to a stop almost fishtailing and screeching STOP!!! at my poor brother who is now about 100 yds ahead of me...

by the time he turns around, I am at the side of the road wildly stripping off my jersey, cursing like a sailor (I know more obscenities than I thought I did!) and flashing gape mouthed passers by as they drive thru the intersection...

Yep, bee sting! Haven't been stung by a bee since I was 5 yrs old... so I get the half mashed bee outta my bra top with my poor brother standing there holding my jersey and then am able to pull the stinger out... ^%$%*&* bee!!! Why, oh why, not my upper arm or some other less delicate area? Nope, right between the knockers... OOOOOOUCH!

The good news is I'm apparently NOT allergic to bees

Finished the ride with 35 miles at 15.6 mph and a minor red welt...