Had such a wonderful moment today that I just had to share.
Was ambling along on my bike, when I spy a guy behind me in my mirror.
He's breaking his neck to overtake, comes up beside me, completely refuses to acknowledge my existence, passes and looks behind with a smug grin on his face (not friendly, smug).
Testosterone posioning!
I carry on ambling along and about a kilometre further down the road come to an incline. Spy the guy in front of me, puffing and panting like a steam train and in no time at all, I'm sailing effortlessly past him as he struggles up the hill. I'm halfway back down again (hill repeats) as he's still chugging up.
Give him a big cheesy grin as I pass.
The look on his face was priceless! Guess the hill training is finally paying off!

I wouldn't normally be so mean, but revenge is just a little bit sweet!
I was so stoked I'd managed to overtake someone I was on a high all the way home!