Wow, roadies are a-holes...who knew?

[Beth-Ro]

This thread reminded me of a crisp spring afternoon with my DH. We had ridden our mountain bikes over to a friend's to play in the woods behind his house. On the way home our paths crossed with a team, dressed in full team kit, pacelining and all serious-like. As we passed, I clearly heard one of them call out "paper route"!!! My DH looked at me and asked "Did he just call us paper route"? Yes, I believe he did.

Ah, arrogance!

[KnottedYet]

I tend to wave or nod or say "hi" if I'm not gasping for breath. There is a big hill on the Bike Route, and I often see the same folks there. The protocol seems to be big happy friendly greetings if you're not zooming near the bottom of the hill or panting your way up it, or no greeting if you are. And no hard feelings either way.

When I see stranded bikers I stop if it's a woman. I slow and holler out "need help?" if it's a man. Yes, I'm paranoid, but that's a fault I can live with.

As far as the arrogance... hee hee. I get to see these dudes when they come to get their boo-boos taken care of. Feet of clay, I'm tellin' ya, feet of clay! I can make 'em suffer more than any hill!

(but really, I'm a nice person )