The old cliché goes something like this: “On the Internet, nobody knows you are a dog.”
I am going to borrow that and adapt it to this: On Instagram, when you post those photos of your cyclocross bike on various trails or propped nicely against some railing beyond which there is an exciting territory to explore, no one knows that you are an old woman.
Old and at least 100 in the eyes of all those young men who suddenly “heart” your photo of your bike as soon as you post it on Instagram and tag it “cycling” or “cyclocross.”
And it gets worse.
Yesterday, when I was riding the bike up the trail on Shaver Grade, I was wearing a small leather purse on my back. Yes, riding the cyclocross with a purse with a little gold thingamajig on one of the zippers.
OK, just for fun, I'll play along and put in one of the "Related Links" recommended by TypePad. Looks like it's something I should read too. Maybe I'll get inspired to form the first ever senior citizen women's cyclocross team.... now I am just spinning my wheels in the mud of whisful thinking.