Originally Posted by RobbieTunes

A couple of years ago, I was out doing my workout, on an Ironman Carbon, no slouch in the road bike department.

I see, way ahead in the shimmering heat, a lone rider. I kick it in and catch him in about a mile. He was on some kind of Cannondale moutain monstrosity with a headset that looked like the triple clamp on a motorcycle. Full rack on the back, and he had no toe clips of any kind, probably 26 x 1.5 road tires, etc. He was lost, so I offer to ride back to town and show him the way. As soon as he realizes where we were, he drops me. I'm working hard, and to no avail.

Two weeks later, I'm out again, see the guy about a 1/4 mile up. Again, I drop the hammer and catch him. He says "I'd ride with you, but you can't keep up."

He shows up at my house one Sunday morning, as I was leaving for church. He had a rattle in his freehub. I tell him "you get 15 minutes," and managed to fix it (needed the thin spacer behind the cassette). I ask him if he wants to ride that day, he says "no, you can't keep up." I ask him how much his bike weighs? 30 lbs.

He's one of those folks who lost about 100lbs in about 6 months while riding a bike. Huge legs, and a will of iron. I failed to mention he carries a cassette walkman, mace, his cell phone, all on the handlebars, and wears Bose noise cancelling headphones, no helmet.