I caught and passed a rather chunky young guy on a bike today going home. On the mup, which is as straight and flat as a laser beam, I saw him about a mile ahead. To his credit, he was moving along and keeping a straight line. There was a good tailwind pushing both of us. He probably is still trying to get that image of me out of his head, a guy 30 years his senior, smoking him like a cheap cigar!