I have a tendency to collect water bottles. I’m not really sure how it happens. I go to the bike shop, and I see the bin of water bottles and I think: “I could use another water bottle because I don’t even know where all my water bottles are.”
Except that my water bottles are not actually missing – they are just in my car.
Tonight I cleaned out my car and found seven water bottles. I have more in my garage. And two on my road bike. And one on my mountain bike.
I had a contest on Facebook – who could guess how many water bottles I had in my car. My friends clearly have a lot of time on their hands – or they just feel sorry for me – because several of them participated and two of them guessed correctly. One person said “twenty-seven”. Ha. Ha.
Tomorrow I will be at the 5:45 am spin class at LA Fitness. Despite the fact that there are seven water bottles in my car, I am pretty sure I will forget to bring one in with me. It’s OK; they are probably happier just hanging out together in my car. And I can swing by the bike shop later in the day and buy a few more.