Why are roadies so dull?
I rode the lemond in today- 14 km ride, quick time, hard work, as some of my northern friends might say, I got a reet sweat on.
I must have seen 4-5 roadies this morning, each one just stared straight on, no hello, no good morning, just head down spinning away like a retarded hamster in a wheel.
Come on fellas, your not working that hard, even I can say hello and I'm an angry young man who's late for work.
On the plus side its fucking gorgeous out there, I'll commute again tomorrow then thrash the DH bike on Sunday around the local woods.
When it'll probably rain.
Its all good for the legs though...