Before I could even complete I "good morning" nod, I realized I wasn't saying hello a friend I haven't yet had the pleasure of meeting but to a POB as coined by the great Dave Moulton.
Actually, this gal was more along the lines of an HOB- hipster on a bike. Janky ass singlespeed (not fixed) conversion with a purple Velocity Deep V on the rear and her right pant leg was deftly tucked into her cowboy boot.
Before I had a chance to ask her how much fun it was to ride a bike with flat pedals in cowboy boots, she'd already blown clear through the intersection.
Even with her enormous head start, I was able to nearly catch her before she ran though the next light. Like the good cyclist I try to be, I patiently waited for the light to turn green before proceeding and somehow still managed to run into her a mile up the road even with taking a completely different route.
I guess if you ride that slow running red lights might be needed to get anywhere in timely manner though getting a ticket might cut into her "buy a matching wheel fund."
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Was this on the fast bike or the blue, sparkly bike?
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