What???...Old??? I had a doctor's appointment day before yesterday. So I rode instead of driving. Forty miles round trip. I limped into the doctor's office (Arthritic ankle...sometimes use a cane. But still hold up my end in a 20mph paceline). His girls looked at me like I was from outer space when I wheeled my bike into the waiting room, dressed like this. We talked for a while after he had done his thing and he was very interested in the bike. He promised to call and arrange to ride with me when he has worked his way up to 15 miles. (He has been working on it for a year. Not there yet? 20 years younger than me....I'm 66).