I love to ride hills, and am rather proud of this.

I often take a route on weekends that entails a very hilly 3 mile section of almost straight climbing.

What I love doing the best? Riding the 3 mile flat straightaway, getting passed by a bunch of male riders on pricey bikes in pricey gear, who don't say hello and don't even warn me they are coming. They go past me like bullets. Then when the straightaway starts to climb, passing them up and saying 'hello' as they continue to huff and puff.