People
At the end of the day, I drove to the Butler-Freeport Trail
to ride my bike. Most people understand
bike trails are like roads. Stay to the
right, pass on the left. Some people who use the Butler-Freeport Trail don’t
seem to grasp this concept.
Happy But Not So Bright Lady walks in the middle of the
trail, smiles when she sees me, and moves directly into my path saying, “Ooh,
let me get out of your way.”
Stare Roids, a muscular and always shirtless guy, walks with
his wife on the wrong side. He stares at me when I barely get around him,
refusing to make a wide arc to feed his ego.
‘You don’t scare me,’ I always think, pedaling as fast as I can to put
distance between us.
The Shady Bunch, a family of fifteen, stop in the middle of
the trail to stare at the trees, poke a dead bird with a stick, or just talk. I’ve
learned from experience they’re not interested in my suggestions for more
reliable birth control.
I take a deep breath as I get on my bike. I’m going to enjoy
my ride no matter who’s on the trail, accepting I can’t change people.
Today I will accept I can’t change people.
Summer with the Slug Rats © 2020 by Ken Montrose
Summer with the Slug Rats is a work of fiction. Any similarity between
the characters and anyone you might know is purely coincidental.
Other works by Ken
Montrose are available at: www.greenbriartraining.com
https://www.pinterest.com/kenmontrose/mt-rose/
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