the competitive spirit dwells in all riders to some degree, even on a mundane commute the urge to pass another cyclist drives the meekest of us to unleash our inner Cannibal... "the red mist"...I confess to having an uncontrollable red mist, my ride will be marred if I am passed by someone on my commute and will make me seek redemption...or even just to wheelsuck for a while to annoy them, coz I am damn sure it annoys me...and then there's "the passhole™", the jerk who passes you just to slow down once the pass is made.
And Strava is just like red mist heroin..."oh I'll just try and improve my time, just move up that leaderboard...JUST ONE MORE...ONE MORE!
the competitive spirit dwells in all riders to some degree, even on a mundane commute the urge to pass another cyclist drives the meekest of us to unleash our inner Cannibal... "the red mist"...I confess to having an uncontrollable red mist, my ride will be marred if I am passed by someone on my commute and will make me seek redemption...or even just to wheelsuck for a while to annoy them, coz I am damn sure it annoys me...and then there's "the passhole™", the jerk who passes you just to slow down once the pass is made.
And Strava is just like red mist heroin..."oh I'll just try and improve my time, just move up that leaderboard...JUST ONE MORE...ONE MORE!
this is normal, right?