Last week I mentioned being asked out. Ok, being asked if I wanted to join in a group bike ride…and mentioned my hope that I may meet a 6 foot plus hunk of gorgeousness. This is the update:
Not too surprisingly I didn’t. Due to the rain that was saturating the southeast on Saturday morning most of the group cried off, so I joined just three very lovely, patient and fit men for a 30ish mile bike ride. Their combined age was a little over 200. However, either they have discovered the secret of eternal life or they are the best advert for cycling I have ever seen. None of them looked anywhere near their age; they were all far fitter than me and were really interesting both in terms of their lives and their knowledge of local history. It even turned out that despite living a fair distance away at the time, in the 1950s two of them used to frequent what was a cyclist café and is now my parent’s house! Even better, the ride finished with coffee, cake and brandy and the discovery that the group call themselves The Donut Club – how perfect for me is that?!
That was Saturday. Today I did a few more miles and made it to my 2010 target of 3000 miles (HOORAY!). The plan was that I would now swap my cycling for swimming but I enjoyed The Donut Club so much though I think I’ll keep Saturdays to join them whenever I can. Anyway, you never know, one of them might have a son…or grandson…:o)