No Cerveza... No Trabajo
Join Date: Jun 2002
Location: Where's my beer?
The big, bold and well... not so
I preface this with "bless her heart..."
Every morning about this time (9:00am or so) after my morning workout I sit out on the front patio with my Fiber One, my laptop and catch up with the news sites.
It's about this time I'll see a man on a mountain bike go "blazing" down my street at about 10 mph. I know, within a few seconds, a woman in her 40s and about 200lbs will come flying down the road on her roller blades. She definetly is a roller blade newbie and always looks out of control (without a helmet.)
I really want to stop her one day and tell her she isn't at the roller rink and she needs to get tucked, bend her knees, put pressure on her front shins and how to swing her arms correctly instead of flailing them in a circular motion.
But, I don't. I need my morning smile. I may send my six year old out one morning to race her down the street in proper form. Maybe she'll get the hint.
But, hey, the other side of me says, her ass is out there working on it in 80-85 degree weather... good for her.
My 401K is now a 400K (was 301K)