I was out for a ride on a local trail today. I'd done about 14 miles with a few to go, when two youngsters shot past and shouted something like "out of the way old man". Well talk about red rag/bull so I thought I'd show them what experience can do.
Pretty soon they were 50 yards ahead so I started ramping up the effort. Within the next 200 yards I'd pulled that back to 25 yards, then they must have noticed I was catching up. Within the next 200 yards the 25 was back to 50 and they started getting further and further ahead.
I gave up.
Growing old sucks.
