so last night I saw my former sweetheart at a criterion her son was riding... hadn't seen her in over a year and, whoa, she has lost at least 40 pounds... it blew me away so bad I couldn't get unclipped and fell over right at her feet, right there on the asphalt in front of her and maybe 500 total bicycle tools. f iretr uck. Only upside is, now I have bacon on my right knee to match that on my left from my last date with the pavement.