Beer

The most spontaneously nice and funniest moment happened to me. As I was just sweating to the point of dripping, a car flies by and a beer is put out of the window, and the car slows. They had already passed but then pulled off the side of the road. As i pulled up alongside the passenger said i looked like i need a cold beer. I thought that i would love one in another 10 miles but that at this instant it would be a horrible idea. So i said thanks but no thanks then continued up the hill, which was steepening. As they pulled past i had a short conversation between labored breaths. At this point i was straining severely to make it up the hill, and after 90 miles this was no small feat. The conversation consisted of the usual, “where are you coming from?” and “where are you going?”. Then a car began down the hill in the opposite direction, and they had to leave. Through the sweat i chuckled and smiled the rest of the way up the hill. The best thing was this inspired me to buy myself that beer and relax.