When my company team was riding the Tour de Cure a couple weeks ago, a guy pulled up next to us at a stop sign and asked if we were racing. Then he asked how far we were going; and we told him 44 miles. He looked at us like we were crazy and said "I wouldn't even drive that far. You guys have a safe ride."
Earlier in the spring, I stopped and gave somebody a lift to the LBS. I was driving to my Friday afternoon meeting (the one day I can't bike in to work) and he was carrying his bike along the shoulder of the road. Looked like he flatted out and dinged his rim pretty bad.
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"I feel like my world was classier before I found cyclocross."
- Mandi M.