commuter-racers

on tues, was trying to work w/someone on the way to the office, rarely do i find someone going my way at that day's pace - and all the guy wanted to do was gap me, same on wed and thurs. the "commuter-racers" are out in full-force!

tuesday evening, i'm cruising-up mass ave and 4 guys go blowing past me, just normal guys w/decent road bikes and a full summer of riding under their hairy legs. my piece of crap crankbros pedal had broken-off the spindal on the way to work and was really nursing the ride, trying to keep from getting stabbed in the leg by the spindal, so i'm pretty psyched for some help getting home quick. jump on the last guy's wheel, he's working super hard, so i yell encouragement, which i presume he took as mocking becuase he he looks back, then just buries himself. when the rest of the crew sees me they all bury it, up mass ave through central sq, harvard and up. they're not the best bike handlers - and definitely don't ride in traffic that often as they're taking death-wise lines next to parked cars - then in porter sq one guy has to go sliding sideways to avoid a car, barely misses getting squished by a different car to his left, almost takes his buddy out...

then last night i'm coming-up the below bridge (took the pic on wed morning) and some random dude hears me coming and buries it to stay in front. couldn't ask for better service. i proceed to get dragged along at full-bore before splitting-off. wild. i guess getting passed by someone is worse than a kick in the junk. but, i understand, i was a commuter-racer not that long ago. long live sport!