I got passed a couple times in the last two days.

The first one yesterday was an old roadie on a Team Festina (I think?) Specialized. He came up along side me and said good morning, I smiled and said hi. He then tore my legs off. Damn! He had legs like Hemi's on him.

I was riding my MTB so he had an unfair advantage. Yeah that's it. Actually that's not a really decent excuse. My bike is a fairly light hardtail, 23 lbs w/discs. So I was just spinning, yeah that's it. It was an easy day for me. Ahh...whatever...

Then this morning, I another dude on his aerobars went cruising by me while I struggled along into a 16km headwind on my MTB.

Damn legs, hurry up and get BIG would ya!!!