Several years back I was living in northwest Houston,,, hot, humid, Houston. Every morning (around 5 AM) before going to work I’d ride my bike for 20-30 minutes through the area. Generally I wore sneakers, a t-shirt and short pants. Well this particular morning I donned my tennis shoes only – don’t ask me why. And Off I went into the dawn.
The normal morning in our area at 5 AM was merely a few cars with folks finding their way to the freeway to get to work. This one morning I approached a stop sign that I generally just drove through…normally no cars about. Well a few cars were coming so I needed to halt. And then a car pulled up next to me with three women in the automobile. They detected my sneakers, etc and one of them lowered her window and said “fine sneakers” and they all laughed. I did too. So off I went but turned from my usual route to lesser traveled streets…and they follow ed. This went on for a couple of streets and I finally ceased. We had a brief friendly exchange and through the laughter and quips I tempted them to bike with me the following morning. Again, we all had a great laugh. I never saw them again. It was quite funny, and certainly more intimidating than anything. I reckon my vulnerabilities were pretty obvious! But, to tell the truth, I wonder what I ‘d have done had they shown up ready to bike with me. And yes, I did bike in the nude on a number of other occasions but only when http://macdotool.com was a little darker than on this particular morning.