About a month or so ago, I was out on my Trek 400 Elance. I'm feeling very good about my bike, very good about the components on my bike, and very good about my leg strength. I know I haven't been riding as much as I'd like to but I think I was doing good, and haven't lost a whole lot... I was trucking along, at what I felt was a good pace. And some guy, out of NOWHERE blazes right by me... well, I wasn't going to let that sit... so I started hammering it. The whole while the guy was pulling away from me, regardless of the effort I was putting into kicking his azz...

Yesterday morning, I was on a ride on my "new" Trek 620 (the inaugural ride with the new derailleur and wide tires). I was on the bike path, out in the middle of nowhere, and at that point there's a road that rides on the outside of a turn on the path- (so it would be like the people on the road are 15 lanes over from you on a track- where you have the inside). These two guys trucked right away from me- they were covering more ground much more quickly than I could even think of mustering up. It's not like they were even with me- I KNEW they were casually covering 15 yards for every 5 I was pushing out.

*shrug*

I still had a nice ride.

And a really sweet bike.