I'm so slow that ...
 

OK, just for fun .... complete the sentence: "I'm so slow that _______________"

My contribution: I'm so slow that I get dropped on solo rides ....

Have at it!

I'm so slow that a dog was peeing on my wheel...while I was sprinting.:cry:

I'm so slow that after riding for 15 minutes into a 10 mph headwind, I'm a mile short of where I started.

I'm so slow that mother's pushing strollers have to yell "on your left" when they pass me.

I'm so slow that my shadow has to stop and wait for me at the tops of hills.

. . .my first-born son earned a Masters Degree whilst I was gone.

I'm so slow that I had to call off yesterday's early morning 10-mile ride on account of darkness.

I'm so slow that my 20 mile commute to work takes me all week!

I am so slow, the snails call me "the snail".........peace

I'm so slow.....that you can count the spokes in my wheels.

I'm so slow, you have to drive a stake in the ground to use as reference to see if i'm moving.

I'm so slow, my bike computer uses a calendar rather than mph to measure my speed.

I consider escargot fast food

I'm so slow, I must ride a trike.

I'm so slow I didn't finish this p

I am going to start doing interval training.

I'm so slow I get dropped by the street sweeper.

A blue hair with a walker is faster than me.

I'm so slow when trail riding that I get pushed out of the way by the bird-watchers.

.....and I'm so slow on the road I once drafted a baby carriage to make it up a hill.

(Sadly, that is true.)

...I have to change computer batteries twice on every ride.

What's this "slow" of which you speak?

Sorry, that word's not in my vocabulary. :D


When I turned 50, somebody at my birthday party cracked that I was now "over the hill". One of my riding buddies chimed in with, "Yeah, he's over the hill before any of the rest of us"...that was about the nicest present I got that day!

Well fine. Fine then, Mr. Smarty-pants speed demon old on the outside young on the inside neowhippersnapper.

Just jealous.

I'm so slow that I need to speed up to smell the roses...

D G overtook me two years ago on the way to buying his "NEW" bike.