OK, so maybe I was being a little childish, but it was just too much fun to resist .
On the commute in this morning, I was about 2/3 of the way up the last hill. I'm doing my regular thing, riding by cadence, so I'm spinning between 75 and 80 and going between 6 and 7. Along comes a roadie and passes me. No big deal; happens all the time. Yeah, the guy's standing up, but I just figured he wanted to get past so he could get out of traffic.
Now I'm not an impressive figure. I'm 50 and heavy, and I ride a Giro 20 with a full fairing and an aero trunk. I'm wearing my gym shorts and a cotton T-Shirt with a nerdy saying on it (Pi a la mode). I'm a transportation rider; a commuter. I'm also on the tail end of my 18 mile ride, about an hour and a half into it. The roadie is a younger fella, skinny, riding a fairly nice roadster with a single pannier on the back. He's in spandex kit. Again, not a big deal; I see dozens of these guys every day.
Well, he crests the hill and I follow shortly after. This hill crests onto a plateau, so we're now going on the flat. I gear up, still riding by cadence, and I'm passing the guy in a quarter mile or so. On the way by, I say good morning, which is more than he did to me when he passed.
Next thing I know, this guy is laying it on. He's running past me at speed, all the way out of his seat and cranking. Well, again it may have been childish, but I decided to let him know what a 'bent could do. I passed him again when I was going 20 and held the lead as we went up through 25. Eventually he ran down and fell back. He caught up to me at the next light and, when it changed, took off ahead again, but I passed him before the next light. After that, he held his position behind me.
Dang, I hadn't had that much fun in a while. Playing with the roadies is a good time! Being passed by an old fat guy on a fully loaded 'bent can't be good for his self image