So in my little town I'm one of only a small handful that rides a bicycle regularly. I work at one of the largest companies in town, and I'm the only one who rides a bike to work consistently. On my morning commute I have literally never came across another bicyclist. This morning I arrived at the bottom of my morning butt kicking, a large steep hill that is about midway through my commute. I looked up and about halfway up the hill were two road bikes.
I don't consider myself a competitive person, but when I go riding on the MUPs I have a weird urge to pass all other bicyclists I see. So when I saw the two bicyclists in front of me I told myself to just ride at my normal pace and not be a jerk.
Well about 3/4 of the way up I had caught up to them and was having to drop gears in order to slow down but maintain my cadence. I don't feel like I pushed myself any harder than normal up the hill. I stayed a safe distance behind them and turned off at the next opportunity to take a different route so as to go the speed I wanted.
Granted they may have been at mile 30 of their ride, but it did feel really good to catch up to two guys on brand new Cannondale road bikes carrying no gear and spandex'd to hades in back while I was hauling my Giant Seek 2 loaded down with racks, fenders, panniers, and emergency supplies while wearing a t-shirt and a pair of khaki shorts.