ANOTHER BLOODY WALK

These are sad times when you can’t find a cycling partner and have to resort to going on a walk.  Walking just isn’t cycling.  Where is the adrenalin rush?  The feeling of terror when screaming down a hill at 60 + km/hr. Where is the feeling of the wind whistling through one’s non existing hair? All these things are missing  on a walk. What happened to our Thursday rides. Come on K, H etc., forget about the secret women’s business rides. We MAMILS, or should I say OMILS love your company. Let’s get our Thursday rides back on again, otherwise we will have to rejoin the Ghosties and wait for the ladies on their ebikes at every intersection.