I used to ride with a pretty lady named Glenna, and ... it was a lot more fun to be riding right behind her. Awesome view!

It gives a whole new meaning to the term "tail-gating", TEd Tem.

I always thought bicycle racing was all blood, sweat and gears. But, in mixed company, it can be all about the view.

It's not how you race, but how you make out at the finish line.

There must have been more of a fight for Glenna's tail position than there was for the lead.

Glenna obviously had a leg up on the rest of the field. And more than a leg, I suspect.

This sounds more like a peeloton than a peloton to me, TEd Rem.

As long as Glenna keeps her eyes peeled on the road ahead, everyone else can keep their eyes peeled on her rear.

BTW this reminds me, TEd Rem, that the most beautiful things in life are not words, much as I admire words, but the things which we sense, through sight, and sound, and smell and touch, which excite our imaginations, and, in turn, our words.