I've never seen a depressed person on a bicycle. Well, maybe I was, when I had to bike home after breaking my collarbone riding my bike. ... OK, there was that

I've never seen a depressed person on a bicycle. Well, maybe I was, when I had to bike home after breaking my collarbone riding my bike. ... OK, there was that one time I hit an armadillo. Ok,Ok, Ok. I'll admit it, I wasn't happy when my bicycle seat fell off, and I had to ride without the seat. There. Now maybe I've cured at least one reader's depression, after reading about how awesome cycling is. Don't forget to tip your waiters.