It's 40 and raining today. Rode my bike like I do everyday of the year regardless. I should be used to this by now, but the comments from the 98% get under my skin every time. "You RODE a BICYCLE today? You're CRAZY!" First, wipe that patronizing and smug grin off your face - the same one you would give to someone with a disability that was trying out a new sport.
Know what's crazy? The fact that you have become such a slave to luxury that you're now incapable of moving yourself around in adverse conditions. The fact that you would call off your plans if you couldn't put your ass in a car on a rainy day. Not to mention the fact that you probably believe that Olive Garden trains its chefs in a little village in Italy or that you giggle along with the laugh track of Two And A Half Men. That in the future when everything has dried up and you're on your hands and knees begging for a lattechino, you'll still be able to justify it. I'm tired of your easily accessible, mindless, and non-contributing lifestyle. Let me ride my bike. Worry about yourself - you have alot of that to do.
That's all. For now. Want more? Cause I can go all day on you pukes.