Romancing the Bike
It seems some people can’t see anything romantic about biking in the city. To me, that seems ridiculous.
Bicycling is full of meet-cute situations, laughter, and the chance of romance all with a beautiful city backdrop- just like in a movie. Except it’s better than a movie because you can live it.
In this world, the bicycles play a role too.
They easily bring characters together on wheels.
And once together, they get to go beautiful places. Even if it’s just to work.
Bikes might be the most romantic machine ever.
Now where do we find a dating site for bicyclists?
There is a singles group through active.com. Might be more sports minded.
yep, it’s out there…
http://www.cyclingsingles.com/ LOL
Automobiles carried humanity away. Bicycles brought humanity back.
Touche!! <3 that comment
my first ‘date’ with my husband, he took me on a 25 mile bicycle ride. I ate Vietnamese food for the first time. We still talk about it. now thousands of miles later we are still together.
Very cute. I’d LOVE it if a dude chatted me up about my bike, or asked me out on a date in the context of biking. Sadly, it’s only happened once. *sigh*
I’d love to chat up a fellow cyclist. But I never know when the light is going to turn green…
So yell at him to pull over…I presume his brakes will work…. 🙂
Annalisa, I’m sure some guy would be very interested if YOU chatted HIM up, LOL.
All part of Biking Empowerment!
Ah, very nice, fellas. Point taken. Maybe I’ll do just that.
I once road in towards Boston with you when you were riding an ANT. Being married, I wasn’t chatting you up but I was checking out your bike.
Haha! Hi Daniel, I remember it well. It was a very nice conversation, AND you showed me a new route, so thank you for that!
It was fun riding in with you. I’m happy to hear that you remember the route. It’s still my favorite way into town. Hopefully I’ll see you on the road again.
We’ve been married 12 years, and our absolute favorite date night is a bike ride to a good restaurant, a walk somewhere scenic, ride to the neighborhood bar for a beer, ride home. When the babysitter arrives, we run out the door and jump onto our bikes like kids getting out of school.