jeriendhal | The Ninjas are Blooming (Reply)

Ever since we moved to Columbia seven years ago, there are two things I can count on. The local developers will build housing out of my price range on any piece of vacant land in the area, and come Spring the Ninja Biker will appear on Rt. 175.

I call her the Ninja Biker, because inevitably she'll be on a black ten-speed, wearing black biker shorts and a black sport top (in chillier weather a full black Lycra bodysuit), black sneakers (with black socks) and a full face, tinted black motorcycle helmet. I can't imagine how the devil she breathes through the thing when she's going up a hill. She must not have too much trouble with it though (she's the only woman I've seen in public with a well-defined six pack).

So I spotted her for the first time this year on my way back from my WW meeting (19 pounds down so far, to 169.6 lbs.) Surprisingly she'd ditched the motorcycle helmet for a regular bike helmet, but had kept her anonymity by resorting to a black Lycra mask over the bottom of her face.

I was never more tempted to pull up beside her and ask if she really thinks she should be showing off her kinks in public like that...