I once again, lost a pair of riding gloves!
To the person that now has them, I truly hope that they serve you well! Those white spots on the knuckles... that is the result of my sweat. A few hundred miles of riding. Unless you get online and just so happen upon this blog, I really have no expectation of getting them back. So please, they are yours.
A 3am ride the other night, a return, a lock down...
The pair of gloves, just an oversight really. I took them off and tossed them up front. My priority was my ritual, and then the return with kleenex and ibuprofen. Whoever you are, you have added a step to my ritual. For that, I am happy and proud that you have not only taught me a lesson, more importantly, I have also provided you with something you obviously needed more than me!
Not that I condone theft. I was really ticked off for awhile today... really!? A pair of gloves, on top of a headlight, in a parking lot of a hotel! Gone, because I left them out there.
Perhaps I should encourage the "outlaw" attitude! One can walk up to a bike to look around (been there, done that), but there is a respectable distance kept... a poke, grab, or touch... one just might, as was once said, "find Jesus!" Of course I would probably bore you to death with my talking...
Just know, as an Eagle Scout, I am Prepared! I have a spare pair of gloves to get me thru...
And if you really mess with my bike, and I don't keel you over with my kindness... and you are not wearing an appropriate t-shirt... the least of your concerns will be the pair of gloves left on a headlight...
Just saying.
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