Being an older female concerned about her body weight I made a regular practice of riding my mountain bike each week. In the summer months I even rode more often and even after work as the daylight was longer and the evening cooler for exercise purposes. After one particular lengthy Friday evening ride I had the unfortunate experience of a flat tire near the end of the trail in the local park.
As I stood there blatantly expressing my mood I heard a voice from behind me.
“Is there a problem Ma’am,” a young man asked. Read more…
