After documenting the obstacles and garbage that faced me on a bicycle ride the last time, I went for a longer ride today. I was not carrying a camera, but I wish I had been. In my path I saw:
1). a 4″ soccer ball (too small for a real game, too big for foosball)
2). Junior’s shoe
3). a completely-eaten cob of corn (I doubt that was cycling food, although eating it in a car wouldn’t be much more convenient), and
4). a hypodermic syringe (which, if tossed by a cyclist, means these guys are even more desperate to be like pros that I previously suspected).
I guess they were able to predict the future in the ’70s.