Square Wheels Posted August 6, 2014 Share #1 Posted August 6, 2014 "Thanks for the pull". That's what he said warmly as he rode on ahead of me. I was riding the bike path last night on my way home from work. I wasn't in much of a hurry and I usually like these rides better than when I push hard. I came upon a strong looking rider on a fast looking bike going just a little slower than me. I assumed he too was enjoying a quiet ride. I decided to go around him and continue on at my pace. I could hear the clicking of his pawls behind me whenever I slowed down. There are a lot of intersections and when we crossed for some reason we never acknowledged one another. It wasn't aggressive or competitive, just comfortable. There is a section on the ride that is relatively free from people and about 1% downhill. On days when I feel like pushing I get up to around 30 or so mph, I figured this would be a good time to move ahead on my own. It's a short section, maybe a mile or so. I only push it to 30 for about a half mile then I just cruise along. So there I am blazing along (for me) at 30 and the part where I slow down is coming up. I move from the drops to the hoods and pedal a little lighter, and you guessed it, I hear the whirl of his pawls again as he slows down too. Now mind you, this is where I usually go slow, but now I feel like I'm being challenged. I picked up the pace until I reached another intersection, he was on my wheel the whole time. This makes me a little uncomfortable as I've never ridden with someone on my wheel, nevermind at these speeds. I presumed he knew what he was doing as I could hear him slowing anytime I slowed, so on we rode. As I crossed the last intersection before the end of the bike path I decided I'd had enough and was pooped. I still had 15 more miles to go and I wasn't trying to prove anything. He pulled up alongside of me and warmly greeted me. He was clearly 10 - 20 years my junior and had calves the size of my thighs and quads the size of my waist. I returned his friendly greeting and he said "Thanks for the pull!". Little did he know I was trying my hardest to drop him the whole time, I never had a chance. The whole experience made me smile the rest of the ride home. I've never seen him before and likely never will again, but this short ride together was a great experience in unspoken camaraderie. Thank you friendly stranger. 2 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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