Pant, pants, pants, pants, pants
Actually that's what I wanted for Christmas. Pants. Special cycling ones.
But I've been peeking. And I think I'm getting cycle clips.
I've already got some (not that I've used them much).
And they're just not sexy.
And just a lttle too easy to forget you have on, so when you bump into friends in town with your trews bloused over the top.... well, it's just not a good look.
Anyway, it would appear that cycling pants will not be in my Christmas stocking and I shall have to find it in my heart to be really nice to my husband about the cycling clips, especially as it's the first time he'll have actually bought a present himself since the first year we were dating.
How humbug and ungrateful does this sound?
Pants!
But I've been peeking. And I think I'm getting cycle clips.
I've already got some (not that I've used them much).
And they're just not sexy.
And just a lttle too easy to forget you have on, so when you bump into friends in town with your trews bloused over the top.... well, it's just not a good look.
Anyway, it would appear that cycling pants will not be in my Christmas stocking and I shall have to find it in my heart to be really nice to my husband about the cycling clips, especially as it's the first time he'll have actually bought a present himself since the first year we were dating.
How humbug and ungrateful does this sound?
Pants!
posted by Waving hello! @ 2:56 pm
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