Fat Lad Rides Again

Last night wasn’t a night ride. It wasn’t miles earned, wheels turned or muscles burned. It was a like minded posse of men and women hooning around on bikes in the inclement weather.

We slipped, we slide, we fell, we jumped, we conquered, we laughed, we chatted, we climbed, we descended, we struggled, we flew, we pedalled, we returned.

With a collective number of years I dare not think about we regressed to a more care free age and we played out.

Fat Lad