what goes down must go up...

Not being able to bear the trainer again tonight, I headed off into town to ride around. No this wasn't an urban ride as much as a cruise through the neighborhoods of Newark.

At one pedestrian crowded intersection I rolled up to a stop. A group of college girls laughed at me. Giggling they said, "do you see that guy? nice tights..." They're college kids, WTF do they know, I mean what chicks don't dig guys in lycra right? then I heard this, "and check out his bike, it's pink..."

I could take no more, I calmly replied, " you know someday you'll want a man that can handle the pink. you know today, right now, any old thing will do, you're not refined, but you know when you get older, and you gain some appreciation, some perspective you'll want someone who knows the pink, someone who embraces it." with that the light turned green, and I peddled off into the darkness with my dirty old man self.