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Originally Posted by scalbert
I have been riding quite a bit this summer. Unfortunately I picked up this three weeks ago:
Out on a group ride and some guy on a tri bike, who no one recognized, tried to ride up the middle of the group. To top it off, he was down in aero while making this move and we were already in a decent pace line doing about 28 MPH. He came together with the guy in front of me. I hit the back wheel and the next thing I noticed was the ground approaching my face quickly. So I covered up and just rolled with it. In essence, I protected my face/helmet with my hands as there was not a scratch on the helmet.
What you cannot see is the additional rash on my forearms, elbows, back and stomach. My bike fared surprisingly well with only a small paint chip and new tape and hoods for the levers. The tri bike did not fare well; a broken fork and frame. The other bike was toast as well.
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I went on a giant (3,000 people) ride last weekend. It was just a bunch of people riding a 25 mile course. Not a race or anything.
Holy shit. The amount of stupid shit I had to dodge was fucking insane. Parts falling off people's bikes, dumbasses stopping in middle of the road to talk on a phone or to scratch their balls, idiots doing zig-zags in front of you, people falling all over the place... Some dude's bottom bracket fell out. It was stupid.
I kinda stuck with a group of younger roadies, because it was way more challenging than groups on pink beach cruisers.
Old dudes on road bikes were the worst. Stupid snarky motherfuckers just could not deal with the fact that someone passed them. They would work extra hard to keep up, one up or just make smart-ass "yeah.... nice bike" comments.
Best part were the people on $5,000+ machines in full on lycra outfits who were not able to keep 17 mile pace.
I think I'm finally ready for a road bike, though.