See that device way in the back of Basil’s closet? I think it’s called a “vacuum cleaner”.
On a group ride last winter, one of the cyclists said that she was going to have to turn back after we’d gone an hour and a half or so.
She said that she had to clean house. I murmured something, and then she mentioned that she could never figure out how people had time to take hours-long rides on weekends.
So she asked some other cyclists how they managed. They said “We don’t clean house”.
That sounded about right to me. Cycling? Cleaning? It’s no contest. Besides, this is Basil’s closet, after all. I can never remember what else is in there, so obviously it’s irrelevant!
5 replies on “Vaccuum Cleaner”
I think you’ve got it!
Priorities, Saul — it’s al about the piorities!
I miss riding with you.
giddyup
Likewise! And I’m even missing the shortest, quickest rides, too. No cycling is no fun!
Life’s a journey. The absence and anticipation can make the return so much sweeter.