3 years ago
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
and how fast can YOU ride?
About a third of the way through my bike commute this morning, I pulled up to a stop light at the same time as another cyclist.
Usual stoplight conversation: How are you? Cold morning/nice morning. Where are you headed? Sounds like a great ride. Have a nice day. Etc.
I pull up and the guy breaks right into conversation as follows:
Guy: 17.3-mile commute to Palo Alto. Just started 3 days ago.
Me: (Are we comparing distances first thing? Maybe he's just excited.) Oh, that's great! Sounds like a good ride. Where are you coming from?
Guy: Cupertino. (Eyeing my bike bag) I keep all my crap in a file cabinet at work.
Me: Sounds nice.
Guy: I don't have to carry anything.
Me: Uh huh.
Light turns green. Thank goodness. One-way conversations drive me crazy.
Caught up at the next light. Crap.
Guy: I've ridden Foothill probably 3000 times.
Guy: (Eyeing my bike) You've got to have good lights. At least 400 lumens. I've got 3 up here. (Shows me his very expensive lights.)
Me: Yeah, when it starts getting dark I'll put mine on. (Note the very bright sun in the sky.)
Guy: I've got 5 in back. See? (Indeed. 5 expensive lights.)
Light turns green. Never been happier.
Needless to say, I rode a bit slower to be sure I didn't make the next light. I was worried if we kept meeting up that way he'd go on to tell me how many calories he was burning, how much he can bench press, how much money he makes, and how many times a week he and his wife have sex... Yikes!
Glad he's commuting by bike, but I hope by next week he has improved his stoplight conversation skills.