The rise of the female MAMIL

Monday morning. You know how it is. The bleary-eyed wake-up call. The stumbling through the motions to get ready for another week of work. The cajoling of young children to brush their teeth/get their shoes on/find their book bags/eat their breakfast/stop fighting/whining/playing up/etc, etc, etc.

Actually, what the hell am I saying?

It's MONDAY! Yee hah! The Olympics and Paralympics are over (*sob*) and I can now concentrate on working with my clients properly and delivering results for their businesses. Excellent stuff.

Plus I get to catch up and read amusing articles such as this one. Of course I did the obvious and tweeted it.

Until it dawned on me that the term - MAMIL - should possibly be 're-invented', given other recent tweets.

Yes. I fear the acronym will have to be adapted, given Brazilian Babe's and my penchant for a) road bikes, and b) expensive cycling kit.

We shall henceforth be known as the BOOBIL.

Babes On Our Bikes In Lycra.

Yup.