If you have yet to meet me, I live in a life of awkward moments. Most of them happening because I say the wrong thing (sarcastic humor not everyone gets), or end up falling into the wrong place wrong time (which I then try to change as something crazy… and HAPPY). OR my facial expressions just get me into trouble.
Lately with taper I am on EDGE. Like crazy squirrel on edge, and I cut back caffeine.
So yesterday I had to take my bike into the bike shop for Tri Bike Transport to pick up and escort my magical bike to Ironman Arizona. Its a scary moment. First, I have to take her off the trainer. When I do this, I realize that I have rode EVERY ride (other than a 30 miler with Tori in Key West) on my trainer. Does this scare me? No. Actually I feel good about it, also I cant complain because most of my training time is either before or after the kids wake up and I just cant leave them in the house alone.
As a final hooray before I leave her with strangers, we take a selfie together.
The location of this selfie was in the hallway of my apartment. As I am sitting out there, on the floor, holding my camera up like a fool (with the face you see above), my neighbor decides to open his door.
Awkward moment. Awkward because I slowly turn around to look at him, and he just stops and stares at me. Visual : The guy looks exactly like Hugo from Lost, but better looking. We stop and stare at each other, and I know he is going to either be a dick, or have a smart ass comment.
Neighbor: “Are you taking a selfie with your bike?”
Me (somewhat prepared for smart ass comeback): “I believe the question is, why aren’t YOU taking a picture with YOUR bike?”
Neighbor: “Because I don’t own a bike”
Me: “Touche…..Umm, yeah, let me get out of your doorstep…”
He ended up slowly just backing into his apartment, and SLOWLY shutting the door. I think he might have already known I was a little off, but this just confirmed his suspicions. I just ended up throwing my bike on my shoulder and hustling down stairs.
Am I the only one this happens to? Does this happen to you? Or are you one of the lucky spectators that luckily walk in on awkward moments only to be entertained?
I ended up getting to my bike shop, happily hand her over, only to pay an additional $$$ for crap I should have gotten done earlier, which then whirls me into stress mode…That damn bike is spoiled…. I already miss that damn bike…
That was only a small awkward moment of many yet to come….
Again, are you a spectator or awkward moment generator?