Let me tell you what happened this morning. A young fella showed up for the club ride this morning that none of us had ever met. He was about 6 foot 5 and looked to be in good shape. He took off with the flat-bellies as I expected.
When we regrouped after 24 miles he decided to ride the remaining 13 miles with the group I was with. A string of hills just kicked his butt and we had to slow down and wait for him a few times. After one of the hills he just shook his head and said, "I'm only twenty-three and I can't keep up with you guys. This is unbelievable."
I took inventory of the rest of the riders in our group. I was the youngest at 55. Jim is 64. The other Jim is 65 as is Chris. You know what they say: the older the buck, the harder the horn. They do say that don't they?
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