Acts of cy­cling stu­pid­ity

Cycling Weekly - - FLAMME ROUGE -

Only re­cently re­mem­bered an in­ci­dent sev­eral years ago. One freez­ing cold win­ter morn­ing I was out for a train­ing ride and saw an­other rider — in shorts and short-sleeved jersey — stand­ing dis­con­so­lately by the road.

“You OK?” I shouted.

“Can I bor­row your gloves?” he called back. I stopped.

“I’ve punc­tured, and my hands are too cold to change the tube,” he said. “Can I wear your gloves for a bit to warm them up?

Seemed a bit odd, but I said OK. He put my gloves on, I tucked my hands in my armpits, and we stood to­gether on the frosty verge.

Af­ter about 10 min­utes of awk­ward con­ver­sa­tion, he said, “To be hon­est I was hop­ing you’d just of­fer to change the tube for me.”

“I know,” I said.

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