i woke up this morning to find that my facebook friendship had been requested by a certain cyclocross racer of danish descent.
i sat with my coffee and mulled it over.
confirm? or ignore?
well. lets see. he is pretty.
and there is the matter of those distracting red shorts.
but. there was all that yelling in the sand pit.
all that “shut up!” and
all that “pedal faster” shit.
then again, he did have his hands all over my ass.
which makes up for a a sandpit screaming match.
i’m just saying.
me and the dane?
facebook friends tight.