A bit of a daydream and a bit of an invite

I just thought this was a happy sort of a picture...

I have been asked out.  Sadly, not by a 6 foot plus hunk of gorgeousness who is going to throw me over his shoulder and whisk me off into the sunset (yes, I admit in this daydream I am a little demanding with my man requirements and a little deluded in how light-as-a feather I have become but it is a daydream). 

No, this is the asking out of a Pog so it is obviously not of that variety.  However, I was asked by two men.  I imagine their combined aged is somewhere between 120 and 170 and to add insult to injury they were overtaking me on their bikes just before they stopped, but hey ho.  It turned out that I know one of the lovely gentleman (he arranges the sportive that made me achey in September) and he and his friend have very kindly invited me on the group cycle that they take part in each week. So yes, I wasn’t really asked out at all but it was close.  Sort of.  Ish.

I have no idea who makes up the rest of the group, if any of them are under 60 or if I am fit enough to keep up with them, but maybe it is time to have a conversation with something with two legs when I am on the bike (rather than spiders, sheep and horses).  And maybe, just maybe I will meet a 6 foot plus hunk of gorgeousness who is going to throw me over his shoulder and whisk me off into the sunset…:o)

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2 Responses to A bit of a daydream and a bit of an invite

  1. Nikki says:

    Love it and may your dream come true ;-)

talk to me here , if you fancy :o)

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