Gotta go out and spin around the hood, at least, this morning. Did 62 miles with 4700 feet yesterday with 3 others. The grumpy always-in-a-hurry guy was there and he seemed upset to see me when he arrived at the start. I asked my friend if he was pissed because I was there and he said "probably, but eff him". I think he was worried I was going to slow him down but after a few climbs he softened his stance and even said a few words to me.
Then we stopped to eat and he actually got some food and sat at the (outside) table with us instead of pacing nervously while everyone else relaxed. Maybe he actually had a good time.