Funny Confession #10: I broke up with LOUIE in Australia.
I have a bad track record when it comes to international rendezvous of the amorous type. Traveling can bring out the best and the worst in people, and despite my love for accumulating passport stamps, I have been less successful in returning home with BOTH the passport AND man in hand. My 20s were rough, with highlights including a backpacking trip through Mexico turning into a solo adventure after about 4 days. And then there was THE NOTE left in Puerto Rico. I will not go into detail (to protect the innocent).
Louie, however, never let me down. We have taken in the sights together, and even at fast speeds. He was travel-durable and never complained when I suffocated him with foam piping and dismembered him in order to fit into my oh-so-beloved Aerus Biospeed Bike Case. When the airlines lost him en route to Australia, he didn’t put up too much of a fuss (I did, though).
Here’s a pic of Louie and me in happier days. . .
But our love affair was doomed. When a woman walks away from a relationship bloodied, bruised, and with a head injury, it’s just time to walk away. You know what they say about abusers: they will do it again.
I was not willing to take that risk, so it was time to part ways. No second chances for Louie. As painful as it was, I had to break it off, and figured that I had to do it in an extreme way: in Australia, to be sure he didn’t return as a “repeat offender.” I hear he’s doing well, having recently entered the Australian Immigration and Refugee Program. I’m happy for him; I really am.
The good news is that there is a hot new stallion in my life. And he will make his appearance shortly.
Let this be a lesson to you, ladies. Leave your abuser! Don’t feel bad; he can find rehabilitation in a far away land, and he’ll never hurt you again!
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What a trip! Glad you are ok but I would have done the same with Louie. Please post the new ride when you get it. Take care.
I guess being a drug dealer allows you to just dump your bikes willy nilly. I’m parting ways with mine, but there’s no replacement for her.
Oh the fun we can have commenting on your new bike with a plethora of double entendres. (My security word is “Dan” – maybe a good name for the new guy.)
i dumped mine too. its chilling on the north shore now!
You should have bought the bag!
You know what I mean.
CRACK ME UP. I kept looking for a damn picture of a hot man. LOL
Sounds like you are handling it all just fine tho.
I break up with bikes all the time. In fact, every year, so I can teach you something for once.
Perfect way to roll….Use ‘em and then move on the next.
Glad you are okay.
tn
I’ve never been the same since my break up with Cannondale. It’s been just over a year.
You need to become a writer.. I would buy your book!!! xoxo
Aw, I am sorry to hear it didn’t work out between you too. Probably all for the best though really. I am very excited to see who this hot new stallion is though.
As luck would have it, I most willingly scooped up D’s sloppy seconds…
Champ,
Sorry to hear that you two grew apart. Divorce is never easy (so they tell me).
In Lou’s defense, he was a very good co-pilot on our trip to Steelhead 70.3
Off season is always a good time of year to go shopping for a new machine, etc….
I guess right now it’s just you and your spin bike….ha!
Happy Thanksgiving Amy,
J