Today I experienced – for a moment – the annoying part of my gender.

When I finish my bike-run brick at night, I don’t bother putting on a t-shirt, I just go run in my bike shorts and heart rate monitor.

Because of my weight, in the dark if you’re far enough away, it looks like a woman in spandex shorts with a sports bar.

You know like her:

So while I am running minding my business some dudes decided to make some wolf calls. I was so tempted to thank them for their interest…