Originally Posted by MoAlpha

Made a bit of an old fool of myself today. On a long flat on my return from a long, hot ride, I noticed two riders on my wheel. Having no interest in anything other than finishing my workout at my chosen level of effort, I held pace. They just camped out there, so I went reluctantly into pace line mode, held my line, and began to point out bad pavement. After about a mile and a half, they made their move, and one guy crept up and started half wheeling without a word of greeting or acknowledgement. I said, “And a pleasant good morning to you too and you’re welcome,” to which he replied with some mumbling I didn’t make out. At that point, I am ashamed to say, I told him to **** off, and sped up. They dropped back on the clear evidence that I was an irritable and potentially dangerous character and, inevitably, passed me on the next hill.