Crazy girl on a bike

So here I am, about to fill up my water bottle at a gas station on the side of the middle-of-nowhere-road. All eyes on me, as I climb off my bike, stiff legged, helmet on, making my way through the doors. Sweat all over and my brand new knee brace sparkling like an open battle wound.
I try a shy smile as I slide myself as invisible as impossible through the counter waiting line (where do all these people come from?!) to the back corner's "clean" restrooms. Nice to meet y'all!