Over the years I have been dropped by riders in their seventies, a 6-year old (probably either Mitch or Nate on the back of his dad’s tandem …. if you know the dad [Jeff Baldwin] you will understand), a rider in sandals (thanks, Joel) and an extraordinarily strong rider in San Antonio who only has one leg.
Today, however, things were different. I got dropped by a poodle.
And I am neither joking nor delirious. The poodle’s owner, Mike, is himself very strong of course but I am sure that Oleta had a lot to do with it.
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