got-to-get-fit
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- Yarm, Cleveland
I was overtaken by a gent of about 50 the other morning about 8am, he drew alongside me wished me good morning and asked if i thought the weather would hold. He was riding this battered old leg iron with a bucket strapped to the back of his pannier rack with bungee ties. (nothing in the bucket)
Now im 36 and riding a brand new Bianchi carbon supermodel. As the gent started to accelerate away i could feel mine and my italian supermodels pride becoming a little tattered. So i let him have his moment in the sun and then put the hammer down hard. I screamed past him and off into the distance. Needless to say he didnt catch up.
However as i was blurring past him i distinctly heard him call me a F**ki*g W*nk*r.
To say i was shocked is an understatement.
Have the older generation become the little Ba**ards of the future .....i blame TV you feed them on a diet of Last of the summer wine and Two fat ladies and what do you get ....anarchy, thats what
Now im 36 and riding a brand new Bianchi carbon supermodel. As the gent started to accelerate away i could feel mine and my italian supermodels pride becoming a little tattered. So i let him have his moment in the sun and then put the hammer down hard. I screamed past him and off into the distance. Needless to say he didnt catch up.
However as i was blurring past him i distinctly heard him call me a F**ki*g W*nk*r.
To say i was shocked is an understatement.
Have the older generation become the little Ba**ards of the future .....i blame TV you feed them on a diet of Last of the summer wine and Two fat ladies and what do you get ....anarchy, thats what