I went for a jog this morning on a local MUP and I could see a guy in one of those weird/awesome Euskaltel helmets coming up on me from behind. He soon flew past on a gorgeous Pinarello carbon frameset with what looked like Campagnolo parts and Zipps (difficult to say with the big gear he was turning). I actually stopped dead in my tracks, and did a sort of 80's-movie hot-chick-lean after he went by.

Then, about five minutes further down the path, an actual smoking-hot woman in a sports bra and short shorts running in the opposite direction gave me a big smile and a friendly wave. Unmoved somehow, I only managed a weak half-wave of my own in return.

I hate where this new hobby is going.