Friday was forecasted to be a beautiful day. What better way to enjoy but to ride the bike to work?
Traffic was very light that time of day. The commute on the 401 into downtown from Mississauga was very amusing.
Everything was going very well, and I was enjoying myself very much. Unfortunately I was low in petrol, so a fuel stop was required.
I filled up and was on my merry way.
Oh, forgot to mention I was almost ran over by some idiot in a Grand Am trying to cut through the gas station to miss a red light.
Anyway. Full tank of gas, and off I go.
Now it's time to start making my way through Forrest Hill. Keep in mind, it's very early, my bike is very loud. I really don't want to wake up Toronto's finest, so I'm keeping the revs down as much as possible.
Then it happened.
I come to a three way stop sign, I see three joggers. One male and two females.
At this particular intersection, I must negotiate a slight curve to continue on my path to work.
The one female on the outside of the trio in the curve has a very nice bottom, in her Lu Lu lemon's
Damn that sure is fine.
That is when I fell into the trap of target fixation.
For some reason I could not tear my eyes away from that sweet. *****.
I knew I was in a curve, needing to look through the curve, but just didn't care.
Luckily I kept my bike upright and continued to work with a smile on my face.
Be careful out there guys. Keep focused.
Traffic was very light that time of day. The commute on the 401 into downtown from Mississauga was very amusing.
Everything was going very well, and I was enjoying myself very much. Unfortunately I was low in petrol, so a fuel stop was required.
I filled up and was on my merry way.
Oh, forgot to mention I was almost ran over by some idiot in a Grand Am trying to cut through the gas station to miss a red light.
Anyway. Full tank of gas, and off I go.
Now it's time to start making my way through Forrest Hill. Keep in mind, it's very early, my bike is very loud. I really don't want to wake up Toronto's finest, so I'm keeping the revs down as much as possible.
Then it happened.
I come to a three way stop sign, I see three joggers. One male and two females.
At this particular intersection, I must negotiate a slight curve to continue on my path to work.
The one female on the outside of the trio in the curve has a very nice bottom, in her Lu Lu lemon's
Damn that sure is fine.
That is when I fell into the trap of target fixation.
For some reason I could not tear my eyes away from that sweet. *****.
I knew I was in a curve, needing to look through the curve, but just didn't care.
Luckily I kept my bike upright and continued to work with a smile on my face.
Be careful out there guys. Keep focused.