tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4887615167396394017.post6476446905730745520..comments2023-08-24T02:13:14.611-07:00Comments on Bike the Borderline: Rice and Red BeansAnt and Kathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03967699952602226923noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4887615167396394017.post-11653547354225405902010-01-19T14:19:18.370-08:002010-01-19T14:19:18.370-08:00Oh, Kat, I see how the lack of a brother as a sibl...Oh, Kat, I see how the lack of a brother as a sibling has affected you. Of course boys love super-sized Meccano as well as anything resembling a Tonka toy or an Airfix kit or any piece of machinery particularly if it's noisy and goes really fast. Honestly it's only natural. Just like we love shoes, bags, lacy pants, having someone else sort out our hair, nails, fluff, etc, and buying useless bits and pieces for the house. <br /><br />Btw just got back today after a couple of days away (only Germany) and in catching up with your recent blogs it struck me that you are writing a lot about the food. Not a criticism as you know that I love eating and reading about food but I've heard that cyclists can become obsessed due to the vast amount of calories required to get through each day, is this true? Are you dreaming of toast under beans as you cycle?<br /><br />Love MGxMGhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12373569619865576271noreply@blogger.com