Mind the Gap

I was commuting home when I jumped the line of a peloton. It was one of those groups with riders in team kit and special sprint geometry frames. I dug in, because that's the kind of pace that burns a billion calories and gets me home faster. When they pulled off for a turn, a couple of the guys paid me nice compliments. Not construction-worker style compliments about great legs, but the kind that you earn -- "Hey. Solid ride."