I love cycling season. 'Tis the time where, when I'm stopped at a 4-way intersection and see a female motorist across the way, I unzip my jersey a little and the flash of my ta-tas gets me the right of way. On the other hand, it backfires. It's like, "Ummm, I know you're checking out my legs and butt, but don't run me off the road!"
It's an adventure every time!
The summer's still young, so I will "tag, you're it!" somebody at some point.