You got a ways to go before you can top the old woman with two sacks of melons on a coaster-brake girls frame bike who rode past me on the bike path while I was all decked out in my best Fred-wear.
I could not catch here, and I am damned certain she had more miles in those melons than I had that day.
Sadly these days I have all I can do to get in and out of a hire car. My back is crap, I am fat and ugly but at least I can't hear too well.
I'll get back to passing the kids on hills, there's still time.
I ain't dead yet.
Originally Posted by fullmonte
I was on a climb last summer and some old fart who looks just like you passed me like I was going backwards. Every time you post a pic of yourself (which happens a lot in this thread), I have bad flashbacks.