I don't know why but it still cracks me up when I think back to yesterday when we biked over 60 miles and around 3,000 feet of climbing, with loaded touring bikes - and this fat, young kid on a road bike, testing the physical limits of his spandex kit, who, when he passed us on the bike path (with several decisive, "They're not gonna get on MY wheel!" downstrokes of his straining pedals/crank arms/bb) didn't respond to my "move over for him and 'Hello'". But instead, with his earbuds in, gave me the deepest look of disdain that I've had so far on this whole trip.
Now, those of you who know me also know that some part of me was thinking "Rabbit!"
But, frankly, I was laughing so hard that I couldn't respond to his "bike path attack".
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