I missed riding yesterday due to an unfortunate incident involving a lawn mower, a swarm of yellow jackets, and a whole bunch of benedryl. Fortunately, I appear to not be allergic, and have fully recovered from the incident. There were at least 5 stings, and there were probably more. I'm unsure because I ran out of fingers upon which to count...
Today's ride was largely uneventful, but I have learned one VERY important lesson to share with all of the men folk out there. Simply put: Always have your own soap! I am here on vacation, and I am at the mercy of my mother-in-law's showering amenities. This usually is not a problem as there has always been masculine shampoo. However, today I came across the unthinkable: no soap. Seriously, men use bar soap. Women use that shampoo-esque bath gel. And that was all I had to clean up with after my ride.
Ugh...
You see, I was showering up to go on a date with my wife. A true date, that involved dinner, and opening car doors for her, and fancy stuff like that. Alas, I couldn't smell manly for her because the shower gods conspired against a man on vacation. So I had to go out with her smelling like "Warm Vanilla Brown Sugar." And let me just tell you, that smell clashes with the Speed Stick deodorant!!
There it is, men. The moral of the story, when you go on vacation, make sure you pack soap with your toiletries.
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