Recently I started cycling to work 2-3 days per week. First day I went in jeans and normal T and I was stinking the whole day! So decided to change my attire. From next day started going in cycling shorts and jersey. After few days, Harsha made plans to run at Lalbhag, once or twice a week and asked me to join. I wanted to train for the Duathlon as well, and obliged to him. He would come by car, I would cycle to Lalbhag, lock my bike to the gate and then go for run around the lake. Run 2 or 3 rounds, and then cycle on to office.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Once, as I finished my run and cycled on to office, two middle aged men on a motor bike came very close as though they wanted to hit me, then shouted:
I turned and smiled.
"Are you wearing this dress for cycling?"
"Oh.. Okay. Just few minutes back we happened to see you walking in Lalbhag with this weird dress and was kinda even cursing you for coming here with such tight shorts". He looked apologetic.
"hehe..", my reaction.
"Sorry, we did not know that you wear this for cycling", and gave a big grin. He was glad to know that I cycle to work and said, "ಲೈಫ್ ಅಂದ್ರೆ ನಿಮ್ದು !" (yours is the life) and carried on. What a honest man, to confess that he just thought bad about me and asking sorry for that!