Tuesday, July 17, 2012

To my fellow cyclists.....

Hey you, Sister Yogamat! Love your total zen, I really do, and it's so great that you come to a full and complete stop at every stop light and sign. Both feet flat on the pavement that's wonderful. Truly, you're taking one for the team, you really are and that's just great. You do notice the rest of us trying to get by you are a lot more like the cars and making nodding acquaintance with the signage as we TRY to zoom by. But seriously Sister, do you REALLY need to be out and about in your meandering way at this hour, when I'm trying to get to work? Surely you can stretch it out and align your chakras later?

And you, Big Bells with your ting-ting-ting in my left ear, you are seriously getting on my last nerve. Yes I see you, yes I know you're there but what do you want me to do about it? I am sticking to the very straight and narrow lane I'm allotted and jeeez already you're safe from me you really are. No sudden moves here. We're all just trying to get on with our day.

Whew. Ok. Breathe. Serenity now.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

hey tracy, I wanted to email you about your column in the Star yesterday but can't find your email address anywhere, here or on the Star web site. Maybe you prefer not to receive long, misspelled vulgarity-laced missives from the "angry pyjamas" as Heather Mallick calls them, but you also miss out on privately supportive comments from, shall we say, birds of a similar feather ;) frenchyinon@gmail.com