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Old Guy Rides
Feb.23/19
Chapter One
"I'll be back for muffins"
I'm geared up for a cold, pre-spring afternoon 'Cross bike ride.
It's Saturday, and it's my reward for an intensely stressful week.
She knows. There's something really bothering me, and I've shut her out of helping me heal.
"Get out!", pleads the racer in my head.
Scream a playlist in my ears...jam a leather apparatus into my dark regions. Make my legs cry. Rage at the connected masses playing their four-wheeled pinball game.
"I'll be back in a bit", I mumble dejectedly to my long suffering wife, "an hour, or two, or four, maybe two weeks...or more"
"??????Don't say that!!!!!", she laments.
"I don't have any credit cards in my jersey", I explain, not quite knowing how my fondest dream and I could run to 'Vegas for even a long weekend without the plastic.
"Do you have your iPhone?", she advises helpfully. "I can come and get you, if you want".
"You'd come retrieve me from Las Vegas?", I say, out loud.
"No, but if you have a flat..."
"I do have my 'cards on ApplePay", says I, now formulating a "Escape Plan B"...maybe Guadeloupe.
I reach for the door to leave, helmet in hand.
"The muffins should be ready soon", she says seductively.
"I'm making those blueberry yoghurt muffins you like."
I glance back over my shoulder to see her watching me clip in, and I wink back to her,
"I'll be back for muffins."
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