Both make men look, well, silly. "Sorry Nancy, can't talk right now," said Gerry at the pool this morning. "Have to time myself on the next few laps." "No problem," I conceded, thinking he was going to pound it to the other end and back. But no, off he takes on his flutter board! Seriously, timing yourself on a flutter board? Gimme a break. I mean, how many swim meets and triathlons call for flutter boards! And he looked somewhat ridiculous, with his little feet whirring away. That's what I mean, a grown man on a flutter board just looks comical. I had to duck under water to keep from roaring.
A few years back, one of our daughters was dating a guy who seemed relatively masculine. Until she saw him on his scooter. That was pretty much it. There he was, sensible helmut on head, motoring along with his legs demurely pinched together on his little, feminine scooter. Virility just drained out of him. Guys buy motocycles to garner the macho personna that comes with spreading their legs over huge, powerful machines to roar off into the horizon. Not that I am a big fan of noisy motorcycles, driven by lunatics at reckless speeds, but they do trump the scooter for machismo.
Years later we still laugh about him on his scooter.
And the other thing men of any age look ridiculous in? My old favourite, speedos.
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