Fifty Plus (50+) - Objectification

I swear, the nerve of some women. Blatantly checked out on the Sunday morning ride around Walton Lake. Thank God for lycra, sleeveless jerseys and cool scars. Chicks dig scars.:thumb:

Are you bragging, or complaining?

Thank God for lycra, sleeveless jerseys and cool scars.

Don't be blaming me for that crap!

I swear, the nerve of some women. Blatantly checked out on the Sunday morning ride around Walton Lake. Thank God for lycra, sleeveless jerseys and cool scars. Chicks dig scars.:thumb:


I have it on (good???) authority from another sub-forum, that Iphone is coming out with an app. that you can take a picture of your harassers and report them, or in your case most likely email the pictures to all your friends for bragging rights...:innocent: Whatever you do though, please don't post this story in P&R :twitchy::)

It's when you get catcalls that you can really start bragging.

There's no accounting for taste. By the looks of your avatar, I'd say you're kind of a dog.

:lol:^^

That happened to me, once. I liked it.

I gotta get me some sleeveless jerseys and scars.

It's when you get catcalls that you can really start bragging.

You mean some body hollering "Here kitty,kitty,kitty" when you ride by?

Excuse me, I wandered into Foo by accident. I had intended to go to the Over 50 forum :lol:

I seem to get a lot of young women making generally inarticulate whoops, yells and "Oh baby" type sounds as they pass me. Could be because they really dig old, fat sweaty guys.

Or maybe not.

(previously posted in the road forum)

I seem to get a lot of young women making generally inarticulate whoops, yells and "Oh baby" type sounds as they pass me. Could be because they really dig old, fat sweaty guys.

Or maybe not.

(previously posted in the road forum)

Yeah, when I rode with a hippy chick once I could tell that she wanted to have me take off my helmet so she could run her long graceful fingers through my wavy black hair.

I think she might have been ticked to learn I am bald. Good thing I wear a Headsweat.

I seem to get a lot of young women making generally inarticulate whoops, yells and "Oh baby" type sounds as they pass me. Could be because they really dig old, fat sweaty guys.

Or maybe not.

(previously posted in the road forum)

Nah - it only matters what they say when YOU pass THEM.

SP
Bend, OR

Nah - it only matters what they say when YOU pass THEM.

SP
Bend, OR

I guess I didn't make clear these young women are in cars.

I don't take kindly to being passed by either sex. When it happens it's generally a young man.

However a few weeks ago I'm riding around the big military airfield here. I come around a turn and up ahead maybe 500m is a lone rider. This is my last lap but I can't help myself and start to attempt the catch. At first I'm thinking that I'm going do this pretty quick (and am feeling disappointed as I love a rabbit with good legs) but with about 300m between us I notice the gap is stable. Then, horror of horrors, it start to increase. I am now giving it all. The lead continues to increase. We are now in the last straight before the turn off the post or, to the left, back around for another lap.

The rider turns right and maybe a minute later I follow for the exit. As I approach the stoplight at the intersection I see the other rider waiting at the light. As I get the stop and start to un-clip the light changes and I see the rider is a young lady looking just as fresh and rested as if she just got on her bike. We roll through the intersection saying polite hellos and she sets up for a left where I go straight ahead.

Humble, that's me.

I gotta get me some sleeveless jerseys and scars.

I saw scars for sale in the auction house.

Wait...this isn't WoW.

I think they know that after a few hours in the saddle most men are harmless.

:roflmao2:

C'mon, Terrierman, this is 50+. We've been around for awhile and we know all the tricks. Tell me that you didn't take off your socks, ball them up and stuff them into your shorts.

I think they know that after a few hours in the saddle most men are harmless.

:roflmao2:

Old wives tale.

Last week on the ride with the bigwigs from the library:

Assistant Director, indicating my DiNotte taillight snuggled up under the saddle: "Why do you run a blinky during the day?"

Me: "It draws attention to my firm and shapely glutes."

I gotta get me some sleeveless jerseys and scars.
I've got scars already, but I don't think a hernia repair scar is quite what he had in mind.

You reckon Nashbar has some carbon fiber scars?

I have it on (good???) authority from another sub-forum, that Iphone is coming out with an app. that you can take a picture of your harassers and report them, or in your case most likely email the pictures to all your friends for bragging rights...:innocent: Whatever you do though, please don't post this story in P&R :twitchy::)
Ha. I took a photo of a woman on the Metro the other day and posted it to seathogs.com.

C'mon, Terrierman, this is 50+. We've been around for awhile and we know all the tricks. Tell me that you didn't take off your socks, ball them up and stuff them into your shorts.

I ride in Keen Commuters, thus no socks. Think potato. And yes, I know the potato goes in front.

I think they know that after a few hours in the saddle most men are harmless.

:roflmao2:

my wife disagrees...and wishes you well on correcting your, ah, personal problem. :innocent:

my wife disagrees...and wishes you well on correcting your, ah, personal problem. :innocent:

He said most Chip. We know it doesn't apply to us, and the women can somehow just tell, can't they?

I got a yell of "Real nice legs" last night, from a car full of college aged ladies. I have no problem with this, and I am perfectly comfortable with it.:D

I swear, the nerve of some women. Blatantly checked out on the Sunday morning ride around Walton Lake. Thank God for lycra, sleeveless jerseys and cool scars. Chicks dig scars.:thumb:
Maybe I should ride INSIDE the house...

I seem to get a lot of young women making generally inarticulate whoops, yells and "Oh baby" type sounds as they pass me. Could be because they really dig old, fat sweaty guys.

Or maybe not.

(previously posted in the road forum)

They think you have money.

Seriously, I was once "Flashed" by a young woman in the passenger seat of a passing Camaro. I was passing the Jackson Homestead on Washington street in Newton MA. This Camaro came up behind me,
and there was the usual female "Whoooo!" noises, I turned, and here was this very lovely brunette with no top on, hanging out the passenger window. I'm pretty sure she was Italian. Cycling does have its rewards.

I really tried to catch them at the next light, but it changed before I got there.