Today we were riding around town on the motorino. As usual, Ryan was driving and I was riding on the back. We pulled up at a light and as we waited, three other motorini pulled up with guys driving and girls on the back. And I thought to myself “I wonder if this ever becomes a testosterone contest between the men – to see who can ‘win’ by being fastest off the line.” And the light turned green … and sure enough, they all hit the gas – trying to prove their manhood. Men are so silly.
Does it make me silly that I was proud that we were the winners?
How about if I tell you that we were probably the oldest pair in the contest … by at least 10 years?