Ludwig's work colleagues have now got used to the fact that he races up the stairs every morning to try and be 1st to their office on the 9th floor, and that when he does beat the lift, he wears a big grin all day, along with his white workshirt, you know, the one which he has coloured in with big red polka dots.
However, not being die-hard cycling fans, they haven't worked out yet, why he wears a lurid green shirt in the afternoons, but only when he manages to get to the front of the lunchtime cafeteria queue (and that when he does manage to stand in first place, he thrusts his arms up in the air and shouts "Yeeeesssss!").