Boys of Summer

Summer is teasing me every week. I'm tan, I'm loving nights with lows in the fifties and sixties, and I'm loving the warm, sunny days.

But it was in the low 40s last night and today it never made it out of the upper 60s. I decided to take a short bike ride anyway, and somewhere along the line I ended up 20 miles east of Edmond in Luther. Right about the time I realized how far out I was, I also realized I was hungry and tired. Not much to do in a situation like that but push it up hills in the granny gear.

My entire weekend went something like that. I was out by Deer Creek high school Friday afternoon when I got a flat tire. I pulled off and started changing it, watching cars fly by out of the corner of my eye. I always wonder if someone will stop, even though I don't need help, but no one did Friday.

At least not until I was setting the tire back in the frame of the bike. Trying not to get too much chain grease on my hands, I hear a couple of short honks and notice a car slowing, with the window down. Before I even look up I'm saying, "I'm alright, thanks though," but as my eyes meet with the driver's I go blank, managing a strange greeting.

It's one of my ex-girlfriend's best friends. My ex and I didn't end on good terms at all (we're not really friends now, but there is absolutely no bad blood anymore) so this girl gives me a deer-in-the-headlights look and just drives off. Oh well, I think.

But I can't help but wonder about the odds in this situation. I also am left to wonder about the type of people my ex and I tended to befriend, and consequently what kind of people each of us are. Of all the people that drove by me that day, only this girl was kind enough to stop and see if I needed help.

As a side note, too, the last time I saw her was when her car was spinning out on the ice in a parking lot. I guess she was just returning that favor.

;)