Dear Specialized Yahoos
Dear Specialized Yahoos,
I am usually far more diplomatic, but see, I've had a tough weekend so this is how it will go today:
You guys are idiots.
You are because I say so.
And I know this because I saw it with my own eyes today while I was climbing east up Willow. I knew you guys would be coming, so I made extra sure to stay safely to the right of the road.
A lot of good that did me.
Seems as if a few of you were dropped just so slightly on the climb on the ohter side and you needed to rail the descent to get back on.
Rail the descent. ON a friggen LUNCH RIDE.
You were not in the Giro. You are not Salvodelli. You are some Specialized sales rep something or another on a daily goddamn lunch ride.
And yet, it was so important for you to touch back up to the first 4 or so guys, that you had to come into the oncoming lane to do it. Now, I have cut my share of the corner too. But I was as far to the right as possible on the road, even riding to the right of the fog line, and I still almost got hit by you out of control wannabes. Not once, not twice, but about half a dozen or so stupidly close calls.
Neither your descending skills nor your silly red S tires are that good.
Now, you may not give a hoot if you crash and end up a drooling lemonhead the rest of your life, but I do. So leave me some room on the road. Even if you don't think I am there, just ride assuming that I am.
And you may not care if you piss off the local traffic, but I do. I enjoy riding where cyclists are welcome and would appreciate if you didn't selfishly mess that up for the considerate cyclists who ride here.
Finally, you may want to take a lesson from the first 4 or so guys descending today. They did not cut as far into the oncoming lane, yet they descended faster and smoother than the rest of you silly boys (yes, silly boys). They also called me out to the riders behind them. They are faster and they have more consideration and class. Go figure. And, take notes.
Best of luck on winning the next lunch ride.