I think people who spend a lot of time on the bike have a weird sense of humor. I was tutting along, no pun intended, on a great day through the forrests along the Cascade Highway, admiring the lakes and rivers, when I noticed some writing on the road. Thinking it must be words of encouragement for a rider during a recent race, I was thrilled with the prospect of receiving the powerful thoughts behind the well intended phrase. Something like, well, "way to go" or "you're almost there" or better yet, "what a stud". But, to my complete disappointment, the perfectly lettered message said "Who Farted?"
Bodily function discussions are topics for new parents, the geriatric crowd at an evening gathering or with my clients regarding their beloved pet. Not something I wish to see scrolled on the roadway. However, I almost lost control of my bike from laughing so hard. When training or during a race, it can become the main focus of your thoughts. Where do I stop to take care of my needs? Who will pass me if I stop now? Can I hold it a bit longer? Can I find a tree? And most importantly, do I have some TP?
So, to whomever the message was intended, I hope you had a good day of riding and that no one was behind you.
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