Catchin’ the Buzz

Put this in the “this doesn’t happen every day” file. I was 75 miles into a beautiful training ride last Saturday - just a few miles from Marymore Park in Redmond - when I felt something tickling my cleavage. A drop of sweat sliding down my skin perhaps? A stray string from my jersey or sports bra?

Not being one for ceremony, I continued peddling and slid my hand down my sports bra to stop the tickle only to discover a bug nestled between my boobs - yuck! A quick flick sent the bug into a tailspin, but not out of my bra. Just as I was reaching in for a second grab, I discovered that I was dealing with a bee. Before I could coax it out, though, the little piss-pot stung me square on my boob! Yeowww!

Bees have many redeeming qualities, I’m sure - some of which I’ll remember as soon as my left breast stops throbbing.

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