Stopping at a stoplight in East Ridge coming back from the dentist. The window of the car next to me rolled down to reveal two young african-american women. "How old are you?" the one in the passenger seat asked. "52" I admitted. "Wow, you are looking good!!!" She looked as though she knew a thing or two about looking good. I was given the thumbs up as they drive off.
Its always nice to get a thumbs up and as I get older, the unexpected "You look good!" becomes extra sweet. And maybe, I planted a seed for the idea of looking good and bike riding in their minds.
The best kind of advocacy.