jump on mine when there feelings get hurt when I pass them.
That is amazing and I can never understand why guys get their feeling hurt when you pass them.
I think at times it has to do with having a couple of women with me, ah the male ego.
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Funny because I have so many strangers jump my wheel that I have actually started to look them up on the flyby feature on Strava and I let them know ha ha!
This was last weekend. Passed some guy sitting at a park. We rolled by then he raced up behind us and hopped on. Gina faded on a little uphill so I backed off and waited for her. He sprinted around like a bat out of hell.
Once Gina recovered, I picked the pace back up to our cruising speed. The guy was ahead about 50 yards and yeah I was watching him. He was fading. His pedaling style went from a bat out of hell to a bat sitting in a dugout ha ha!
We caught him at cruising speed, then he hopped on again. He did say thanks at the end so that was cool.
But I found him on Strava flyby and asked if he was the guy that drafted us. He said yes and left a comment.
I didn't say anything but hell no I don't want to do it again. I'll end up pulling his ass the entire ride. I've had guys ask me to ride with them then I end up pulling them around for 60 miles while they refuse to take the front. But happy to sprint around me the final 100 yards! True story!
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I think it is funny how some people don't acknowledge you when you ride by, won't even say hello after you greet them but they are willing to take your wheel like you're their best friend.
We passed this guy last year, I said hi and he didn't respond. A hole was happy to take our wheel though. So I looked him up on flybys and left a comment. I said something like, oh so you were the guy who rode with us?
He replied and said, wow, that is creepy that you looked me up on strava.
I said it was easy, I saw you on the strava flyby feature but what is more creepy is that you took it upon yourself to draft my wife without her permission.