See what I did there. That short second sentence holds more weight than the long first sentence, which makes the short sentence resound like a proclamation. And it also makes me sound like a jerk. I’ll let others weigh in on that possibility because it’s impossible to assess that sort of thing about oneself. I don’t think I’ve ever heard anyone announce, I’m a jerk. Not in any serious way at least. I suppose I simply prefer to carve my own path.
I have considered finding out about the planned trips and showing up to ride along. I might enjoy that. But one giant obstacle stands in my way: I’ve never seriously considered buying a spandex suit. And I don’t know if I can show up, ready to ride, with my jean shorts and tee shirt. I doubt that anyone would outright shun me. But I’m fairly certain I’d attract a few sneers. At the very least, they wouldn’t take me seriously. Right?
Perhaps there’s some middle ground I can seek out. I welcome your suggestions. Until then, I’ll leave my house when I want, turn where the wind takes me, and enjoy the scenery, pondering all the while whether I’m a stupid jerk.