Shecko: Sicilian dialect word for donkey. Hauling animal. Ass.
Commuting home from work is something less than romantic until your boyfriend offers to carry 30-pounds of crap for you… all while carrying his own 20 pounds of crap on his back. I swear, if I could stack this kind of load on him every time we rode together, I might have a fighting chance in hell of keeping up.
Regardless, the unexpected act of bicycle chivalry left me all swoony and googly-eyed. I rode his ‘cross bike home while he commandeered the Cargo Poprad up Ankeny.
We laughed and became overly hot in the last of Portland’s summer sun while I shot a shaky iPhone video to document the moment…
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That’s so sweet. I’m definitely the Shecko in my relationship. I guess that’s what I get for buying a cargo bike…
50 pounds. Yikes. And I’m so upset summer is almost over, I want it to STAY
This comment is a little late considering you posted this in 09/09, but I had a similar experience yesterday when my boyfriend offered to shove my bike bag inside his enormous bike bag while I attempted to climb the SW hills. Not to mention he was on a single speed mountain bike while I was shifting like a mad woman to get to my lowest gear. Modern day romance