Cycling in Glasgow city centre yesterday I was at a set of lights when two other cyclists pulled up, one either side of me.
Chubby, breathless bloke to my right said something I didn't really hear. When I realised he was talking to me and asked him what it was, he said, "Don't even think about racing this thing" and proudly pointed at his super skinny road bike. "It's superfast", he beamed.
"Very good" I replied and headed off up the hill now that the lights had changed.
Halfway up the hill, his mate then shot up the inside of my position in a mad sprint shouting, "Yeah, you've no chance mate!" and 80 yards later stopped at the next red light.
Given he was half my age and weight he was perhaps right but what a strange encounter that was.
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