A couple of weeks ago, my husband and I were watching a program on the History Channel that started talking about how human males use the car to attract mates by demonstrating their wealth and power. I had to giggle and tell Greg that with that reasoning, he could never get a woman, since he has no car at all. “Hey, baby, wanna ride on my bike?” We all know the stereotype. But once you dislodge yourself from the teat of sexist and consumerist media and think about it logically, what isn’t fun and sexy about riding a bike? Nothing, I say. Certainly someone who is healthy and vigorous as a natural result of enjoying life is more attractive than either someone who is unhealthy or someone who is healthy by driving to the gym and bulking up for the purpose of bulking up.
Which brings me to the bike date. That’s a good time: sun, fresh air, activity, conversation, and ample opportunity to admire your companion. We put this into action last night, cycling downtown to see the Eifman Ballet of St. Petersburg (front row!). Although I cycle everywhere, it’s a little more special to me when I’m dressed up for a date with my husband. With the weather this beautiful, everyone should give it a try!