When I'm in NYC I usually go for a couple of laps of Central Park on sundays.
The path is full of roadies, some really serious about it, with carbon everything etc..
Most are quite slow and easy to pass, but some are really quick.
I remember overtaking one of the fast guys on a slight uphill (where I feel fixed gives you a strong advantage for some reason), and hearing a condescending quick laugh.
Like "ha" mixed with "huh".
Then he got his act together and sped past me to disappear in the distance.
He seemed really offended that I had the audacity to overtake him on my silly bike with jeans, chain, bag and sweatshirt.
When I'm in NYC I usually go for a couple of laps of Central Park on sundays.
The path is full of roadies, some really serious about it, with carbon everything etc..
Most are quite slow and easy to pass, but some are really quick.
I remember overtaking one of the fast guys on a slight uphill (where I feel fixed gives you a strong advantage for some reason), and hearing a condescending quick laugh.
Like "ha" mixed with "huh".
Then he got his act together and sped past me to disappear in the distance.
He seemed really offended that I had the audacity to overtake him on my silly bike with jeans, chain, bag and sweatshirt.