Yes I’m that person. I’m sorry, ok!?… Well, actually I’m not sorry, coz being sorry means trying not to do it again, and next time I’m out on my bike, I will be on the footpath. I put it down to two things:
1- there is something about the beautiful freedom of being on a bicycle that turns everyone into at least a little bit of an arsehole
2-Maryborough roads are shit
You heard me. When I go out on my bike, I like it rough. This is not a euphemism, and is only about cycling. My stress buster has always been to go out on my bike, and in Maryborough there are very few concrete paths, and the roads are rough as guts. I grew to love this aspect of my rides. One of my fondest childhood cycling memories is of barreling down a hill at full speed and flying off the kerb with a mighty thwack (well, yes, that was on the Gold Coast). My point is I moved back to the Gold Coast and was without a bicycle for some time. I finally got one and went for a ride. The roads here on the Gold Coast are so beautiful! I don’t get the same rush. So I ride on the footpath; as yet I haven’t hurt anyone but myself with this practice, and I hope you will all forgive me.
Signed with love,
The Pretty Kitty
PS- My sort-of-boyfriend is officially my boyfriend, but I can’t tell you anymore here until I hear from him if he’s agreeable to such. 🙂 xxx