Today was testosterone day on my commute. I don't know what came over me, but I saw two tire tracks on the trail (it had rained last night so wet tires made tracks) and I decided I needed to chase down these other people and pass them.

I caught up to one rider and he turned onto a side road to avoid being humiliated by my awe-inspiring capabilities. (Or so I imagined, anyway.)

I caught up to the other rider but it wasn't really a fair fight. He was on an undersized-MTB. Easily dispatched.

It's Friday, so that will be my excuse for such silliness.