One time during a training ride, a Chinese girl in her late twenties started talking to me from the open window of her Mercedes. She ended up being a surgeon, living in an apartment in Beverly Hills, and having skin which smelled like vanilla. She told me, "You can't keep up with me. Not in those cute tight clothes and on that bicycle." Well, I did. That's how I found out she was a surgeon, lived in Beverly Hills and smelled like vanilla.
Now, what was it you guys were saying about guys in spandex on bicycles?
