Short, fat and slow...

I don't particularly see myself as any one of these things, but that sure is how I felt yesterday while biking home when a bunch of roadies on the way to the Tuesday night races out at UBC passed me.

One guy must have been 6'4"; at least that's how tall he looked. I could probably have kept up with them for a bit, but their "casual pace" would have been a pretty hard workout for me.

Last I saw, they were calmly cruising up the top of the hill to UBC, about to blow by a frightened mountain biker that was scurrying up infront of them.

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