There's a bike path along the Arkansas river here in Wichita, Ks, and it's very quiet, fairly smooth, and the whole thing is about 12 miles on this one stretch i ride. I ride my bike(s) for tranportation, there's almost no sport rider in me, it's just going from a to b. I was putting along one day on my mountain bike about 12 mph and two guys wearing spandex on road bikes passed me and they must have been doing 25 mph, i **** u not.

Let me ask you this, if it's 75 degrees, the trees are shading the bike path, the water is rippling beside you, a gentle breeze-- why in god's name be in a hurry to get out of that area?

Just my thoughts...