With weather unseasonably warm...

I ride in running shorts.
Sam rides in cut-offs.
Dean rides in jeans.
John rides in glory.

What?
Their daddy issues
are not
my daddy issues.

it isn't so much
swallowing
the bug

as it is the mocking
afterwards

"Last time I was with someone breathing this hard," Dean smirks,
"We were having more fun."

"Last time my ass hurt this much," Sam groans,
"I was definitely having more fun."

"Last time I heard this much complaining," John mutters,
"I was in hell."

I'd say something
but I'm breathing too hard,
my ass hurts
and hell seems like a fun idea...

"Yarrow!"
says Dean

"At a crossroad,"
adds Sam.

"You're not selling your souls to get out of this,"
I tell them.
"Keep pedaling."

We ride on.

Summer means
it's never the big dogs
but the small dogs who yap
and chase
and yap
and chase
and collapse at the edge of the property
panting
secure in the knowledge they've done their job.

Big dogs lay in the shade
and raise their heads
and woof a promise
that they'll chase you when it's cooler.

"Smart dogs,"
Sam pants, dripping sweat.

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smell first
slightly sweet and familiar
then an arc of bone
rises
from the shadow by the road's edge
like the ivory ribs of some tiny ship
run aground
lost with all hands

"We should torch it," 
Dean says.

"No accelerant," 
Sam points out.

I swear
I'm going to start riding with the guys
from Hawaii 5-O 
 

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For Canada Day
(for fewer interactions
with socialized medicine)
I do my 10K ride
nearly five minutes faster.

"We're American," Dean points out.
"We'll catch up on Monday."

the merry breezes aren't so much merry
as a little
hysterical

"A little?" Dean snorts.
"We're peddling like hell
and going backwards!"

"Hell was more fun,"
Sam mutters.

single lane gravel road
two trucks
and a lost tourist pass

"Always happens,"
Dean growls.
"We always get passed on this freakin' road."

a truck and a bike
together
my right petal scythes
buttercups
"Twice,"
Sam sighs.
"We've only been down this road
twice."

"And it happened both times.
That's always!"

actually,
I'm with Dean on this one...