Seems like everyone (except me of course) wants to share their opinion…whether you want it or not. I’d like to give you two scenarios from this past Saturday’s Hilly Hundred ride and get…are you ready?…
Being able to freely give an opinion ought to make some people happier than a fox in a hen house. I’ll give you the two scenarios and then ask your opinion on how they were handled.
It was about 1:00 and we were climbing a long hill. My riding buddy, Sean, was behind me as I came up next to a young lady, probably in her late teens/early 20s. I asked her if she was okay and she said, “Yes. Doing a lot better this year than the last two. I have a different bike.” We made small talk about her old bikes and then she said, “But I have to be at a wedding at 4:30 today.” When I asked her where it was she said, “Bloomington.” I told her she would be fine and then she started talking about the wedding and how she would hope she can dance. I told her as young as she is she would recover quickly. “Are you riding tomorrow?” I asked. “No, my dad is trying to get my brother to ride with him. Besides, I won’t be worth shooting tomorrow.” I chuckled thinking it was because of riding then dancing and commented as such. Her words: “No, after a night of dancing and drinking I won’t be worth shooting.”
Your opinion: what do you say next? Do you tell her she shouldn’t do those things? Do you tell her she would feel better not drinking (to excess). Or do you just not say anything?
When Sean and I arrived Saturday morning, a lady parked next to me was also gearing up for the ride. We exchanged pleasantries and then rode out. When we arrived back “home” she was also unwinding from her ride. I asked her how her ride went and here’s a short recap: Her name was Kyle. She slept in her Lexus SUV Friday night and planned on doing so Saturday night as well. She asked us if we were going to ride Sunday and I said, “No ma’m. I have other responsibilities.” She pressed and I told her that I would be preaching. She asked me what I did. “I am a pastor of a local church.” “Where?” “In Spencer.” Then the usual “Name/what kind of church is it” questions followed and she told me/us she had attended a church in Indy, but moved to Carmel and now attended a church I had heard of. She was fun to talk to and seemed to have a love for Jesus.
Your opinion: should I have invited her to worship with us on Sunday morning instead of riding a bike? Did I miss an opportunity?
I am curious to see how you would have handled those two situations.
Even stranger: one lady had a false pair of fake buns attached to the back of her cycling shorts. One guy asked her if he could get a picture of her a**. Yeah, I do ride with some strange people.