On a tour a month ago and got saddle sores, so stopped in a (what I thought was quiet) lane to apply some vaseline to sore bits. I was wearing bib shorts, shirt jacket etc. Anyway, got a big glob of vaseline on one hand and used the other to pull clothing down (so not to get it covered in vaseline), bent over and applied. I was so enjoying the relief of something cool and slippery on my bits and was making sure that it was 'well applied', that I kinda failed to notice a car come past. They tooted and waved! hehe.
2nd was mountain biking in the winter, saw a large muddy puddle (probably 15ft) in front of me and went for it. Completely got the depth wrong, it came up to the cranks, came to a dead stop, got my foot out of my cleat fine and fell the wrong way!!! There I was lying on my back, the water actually came over my chest, feet in the air, whilst a crowd of about 12-15 over 60's ramblers were making their way round the other side of the puddle. It smelt like the bottom of a pond. Funniest bit was not one of them cracked a smile, they all looked very serious, it was almost like I'd done a turd in their swimming pool. I now pass the same puddle on numerous occasions and it always makes me smile!
2nd was mountain biking in the winter, saw a large muddy puddle (probably 15ft) in front of me and went for it. Completely got the depth wrong, it came up to the cranks, came to a dead stop, got my foot out of my cleat fine and fell the wrong way!!! There I was lying on my back, the water actually came over my chest, feet in the air, whilst a crowd of about 12-15 over 60's ramblers were making their way round the other side of the puddle. It smelt like the bottom of a pond. Funniest bit was not one of them cracked a smile, they all looked very serious, it was almost like I'd done a turd in their swimming pool. I now pass the same puddle on numerous occasions and it always makes me smile!