Anyways, it wasn't too long before he came over to me after the finish and asked me if my bike made it? Huh? Did my bike make it? Kind of an odd question to ask someone you've never spoken to. I responded yeah, it worked great. He proceeded to tell me that pretty much all the Superfly's that had come through his shop had broken.
Okay, so you're saying what?
He then started talking about how big the guys were, 215, 220 pounders. I quickly responded that if you're well into the clydesdale ranks then maybe riding a sub 3 pound frame is a little obsolete. Bottom line, you're a douchebag, go away and let me enjoy the rest of my day.
So let's talk about some of the other douchebags I encountered throughout the course of the day. First let me say that XC mountain bike racing is in it's geeked out phase of HRM's and Powertaps, wattage training and blah, blah, blah. Now don't get me wrong, I've used a heartrate monitor tons in the past and would probably get a power meter if I could afford it, but guys are focusing on the fitness side of things too frickin' much. Some of these guys can't even ride off a 9" step down because they're afraid their wheels might actually come off the ground. Douchebags I say. Get off your road bike and get on some singletrack and acquire some skill.
I only say this because apparently because I only have one gear on my bike you assume I can't go downhill fast. In reality, I have one gear on my bike because I can go downhill fast, and probably faster than you. So next time, don't try to pass me over the top of climb only to hold me up on the backside. Just let me float away from you and when the course turns to your advantage you can pass me back using zone whatever heartrate with a power output of XYZ. Just don't forget to keep an eye over your shoulder because if the descent is long enough I'll be on your ass before you know it.
The guy that just passed you with one frickin' gear