I was on the hunt for some capri tights to replace the shorts and tights I'd sacrificed to the mud gods. I found some nice ones on sale, so coupled with my rewards bucks, BINGO!
And let me just say that I don't wear those shorts specifically made for cycling, with the big "seat" pad? I don't ride far enough in one "sitting" to necessitate wearing such things. No, the lovely tights I found would be just the thing.
So yesterday afternoon, I was frumped on the futon with Magnum while he watched the Broncos and I read a dyslexia book. The sun had just gone down, but it was relatively warm out. It occurred to me to go road test the new tights.
Since it was getting dark, I thought I'd just make a big loop, avoiding streets other than the quiet residentials. When it came time to turn left toward the high school, however, the traffic light that is never green was green. That's as good as it saying, "This way, Abby. THIS WAY!!"
I went that way.
I'd never been in that neighborhood before. It had nice spacious and wide streets. Not too hilly, not too flat. I've now dubbed it "Goldilocks". And the tights? Just right.
I don't know how long I pedaled in my revelry, but soon I noticed it was getting quite dark. Eventually I came to a recognizable intersection. Left would take me home. Right would take me the long way home. I went right.
Yes, it was pretty dark by then. No, I hadn't put the lights on my bike. I was just going to do that loop. But oh well, the route I was on was pathways and back roads away from traffic. Except for one little stretch.
|Not me, just another|
image off google
I was whoo-hooing on that stretch of pavement when I sensed headlights approaching from behind. Up ahead was a large church parking lot. Beyond that, the rest of the way home was safe bike paths. Would I make it in time?? Would I?!? Did I at least have a reflector on the rear of my bicycle? I checked the frump shoes I had on. No reflection. Really?
The race was on. To my rear, the headlights bore down. To my front, the church and salvation.
I made it to the church on time.
Blessed tights. On sale even.