Jon George
Mamil and couldn't care less
- Location
- Suffolk an' Good
Okay, I know it was juvenile and competitive, but 40 miles into a ride today, someone cruised past me (with wonderful disdain) and I felt obliged to scamper off after them. Thirty seconds later, I cruised past them as we went up a hill (a blip in the terrain in most any other county other than Suffolk), and somehow resisted the impulse to take my hands of the handlebars and inspect my fingernails. There must be a name for this. 
