At The Hangar the other night, a TV show featured stunt skiiers slaloming down cliffs, outrunning avalanches and dodging boulders.
Me: If I skiied, I’d be like that. Except I’d probably intersperse the skiing with random cartwheels.
Me: But I’m totally like that on a mountain bike.
Me: Did you just snigger?!
Husband: GOD no, sweetie. You’re Out There on a bicycle. Extreme. On the edge. Pushing it to the max.
Me: Yes! Exactly.