I went on a bike ride today... the first one since joining this forum last month. I've done this ride plenty of times... but this time, I lagged behind. Almost fell off my bike twice... because I kept looking for fig trees. I found 2 along the trail, both on public land and so I became obsessed with finding more along my ride tucked into this corner and that corner.
On the way home, it was dark and getting cold, we rode fast... I yelled and said I need a break... you know, I needed a break right next to one of the fig trees I saw. I couldn't see nor remember how to take my light off my bike, the bf says whats wrong are you okay? I lifted up my entire bike and shined it on the tree. He rolls his eyes and said wow theres a ton of figs still on the tree! He said you have 1 minute but starts riding off... he knows I hate riding at night and my rear bike light wasn't working which makes me more uneasy... I had to scramble, he carried the pack this time... I broke off 2 cuttings stuck it in my bike shorts and under my shirt and allowed it to scratch me up and down my back all the way home.
I got home and went straight to rooting, didn't feed the dog, never took off my helmet, got scolded for not putting my bike away and leaving it outside but I have these 2 unknown cuttings and I was happy.