kedab
Veteran
- Location
- nr cambridge
i really didn't mean to - if it was any one of you, i apologise 
going over elizabeth way bridge yesterday, i notice a cyclist behind me:
'i'll push a little up the slope, he won't have to pass me then, safer all round' is my first thought and i do just that...
'hmm, i've not dropped him at all, i'll maintain this effort after we crest the slope and onwards to the RAB'
'well this is embarrasing, he's right behind me and showing no sign of effort at all' - by this time i've already realised what i'm doing and that this lad is clearly a more capable rider than me yet as we come off the RAB heading in the same direction, i'm still determined to stay in front by pushing a bit harder than i would during any other commute'
'why am i being so competitive, he's quicker than you, he's not even trying you fool' - undeterred i keep my cadence as best i can...reach a pedestrian crossing puffing a little and look over my shoulder - he's right there, no sign of effort and completely disinterested in my efforts.
i have no doubt he was thinking, 'my dear boy, should i take it upon myself to do so, i could give you a darn good thrashing and be home for kippers in a flash'
we parted ways at the next junction and i was already feeling slightly silly. i have no idea why my competitive nature sprang so readily to the fore - i'm well aware i'm still a beginner in the cycling/commuting world - perhaps this was a lesson i needed eh?!

going over elizabeth way bridge yesterday, i notice a cyclist behind me:
'i'll push a little up the slope, he won't have to pass me then, safer all round' is my first thought and i do just that...
'hmm, i've not dropped him at all, i'll maintain this effort after we crest the slope and onwards to the RAB'
'well this is embarrasing, he's right behind me and showing no sign of effort at all' - by this time i've already realised what i'm doing and that this lad is clearly a more capable rider than me yet as we come off the RAB heading in the same direction, i'm still determined to stay in front by pushing a bit harder than i would during any other commute'
'why am i being so competitive, he's quicker than you, he's not even trying you fool' - undeterred i keep my cadence as best i can...reach a pedestrian crossing puffing a little and look over my shoulder - he's right there, no sign of effort and completely disinterested in my efforts.
i have no doubt he was thinking, 'my dear boy, should i take it upon myself to do so, i could give you a darn good thrashing and be home for kippers in a flash'
we parted ways at the next junction and i was already feeling slightly silly. i have no idea why my competitive nature sprang so readily to the fore - i'm well aware i'm still a beginner in the cycling/commuting world - perhaps this was a lesson i needed eh?!