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I sometimes head out for solo rides at a time of day around #peaknodder dressed invariably as the #fullkitwanker I am. It'll happen tomorrow.
I pretty much always get raced - fair enough.
There's no way I'm breaking from my warm up to get involved. I've got 3 hours in which to get the blood pumping.
It is amusing to witness the risky overtaking, out of the saddle thrashing only for them to slow to a sweaty standstill on a humpback bridge.
It's bums on bikes though and better for everyone than getting fat in a car so all good. Everyone highfive everyone. Long live #cat5
I really should ignore commuters who like to race, right?
There's a chap on my commute who rides a cheap Boardman with no foot retention. He came past me on my fixed at full speed. I briefly gave chase but soon realised he was very quick and sustained it. He did it again the other day and I was on my road bike so I kisked it down two notches and latched onto his wheel. Neither time he passed me did he say anything.
Anyway I drafted him for a little while until we hit a red light at ped crossing, he was on the left, I went right, he put his foot down, I didn't so went ahead and started to accelerate thinking he'd drop in behind me...at which point he came zooming past me giving it full beans. Again said nothing. At that point I saw red a little and again caught him up and sat in his wheel. a mile or so on we crested a little rise at which point I kicked the gear down again and shot past him, saying as I did 'You're not the only one who can ride fast' and dropped him.
#childlikemind