There's a long uphill drag on Ruckholt Road.
I like to stretch my legs on it- going slightly uphill really helps my cadence- gives me something to bite against, you know?
Anyway, a gentleman on a racer passed me on my Trek, so I thought "Game on".
I swear this old duffer was 60 years old plus, lycra'ed up, sinewy legs, physique of a greyhound.
He wiped the floor with me.
I did the old trick of looking ahead and trying not to allow my breathing to become audible and he just pissed all over me, did 5mph+ my speed with hardly any effort.
A blow to the ego, chapeau to the soppy old duffer, great respect sir.