My ride today took me north into a steady wind, and with the air temperature hovering at about 5 above, the wind chill was brisk. Any male cyclist who rides through the winter knows that keeping certain parts one's anatomy warm is, uh, critical. I was starting to feel a great deal of discomfort and being a long way from home, knew I needed to correct the problem. To take my mind off the growing pain, I was running through as many French words as I could remember.
The first person I see on the trail is a very small, older woman walking her two dogs. She was covered from head to toe, and only her eyes peered out from the scarf wrapped around her head. I did notice a few plastic bags tied to her leash so I stopped and said hello. After a brief conversation about her dogs and the weather, I asked if she could kindly spare one of her plastic bags.
After looking around, apparently assuming I had a dog hidden somewhere , she lowered the scarf from over her mouth.
"But you don't have a dog. Why do you need a bag?"
Now, if I was say Jay Leno, a quick and witty response would have flowed from my mouth. The best I could do was smile.
"Oh, Oh! That must be quite painful. Here, please, take one", she replied, the light bulb over her head burning brightly.
I thanked her, she smiled and we parted ways.
Oh, and if you're wondering what the title of the post means, the picture should help you figure it out.