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Seth Jayson
Guest
If there's anything more fun than watching your wife take her third 'bent ride, and drop roadies on
long, short, steep TOMRV climbs, someone tell me what it is.
Jen was on the Volae Team passing a group of roadies on a mile long climb outside Debuque and one of
them said, "how is that thing on hill?" She started to give a pleasant explanation until one of the
guys in the group said, "Hey, she's PASSING US."
Then there was the group of hammerheads in a paceline on a flat that she took off after, and
dropped. One of them broke rank with his fancy friends and got behind Jen at about 24 mph and yelled
back to his buddies, "You're on the WRONG WHEEL!"
Give me hills on the 'bent. It was more fun griding up those long and short inclines (a couple
supposedly were 14 and 16 degrees...) and boy can you fly on those rollers.
One of my many memorable fun times was meeting the guy (riding a lightspeed) that I went by on a
two-mile incline, Later down the road, we were chatting and he said, "You ought to drag a tow-rope
behind you."
Nothing like a bit of bent pride (some might call it a bit of a chip on the shoulder) to help you
scramble up those hills.
sj
long, short, steep TOMRV climbs, someone tell me what it is.
Jen was on the Volae Team passing a group of roadies on a mile long climb outside Debuque and one of
them said, "how is that thing on hill?" She started to give a pleasant explanation until one of the
guys in the group said, "Hey, she's PASSING US."
Then there was the group of hammerheads in a paceline on a flat that she took off after, and
dropped. One of them broke rank with his fancy friends and got behind Jen at about 24 mph and yelled
back to his buddies, "You're on the WRONG WHEEL!"
Give me hills on the 'bent. It was more fun griding up those long and short inclines (a couple
supposedly were 14 and 16 degrees...) and boy can you fly on those rollers.
One of my many memorable fun times was meeting the guy (riding a lightspeed) that I went by on a
two-mile incline, Later down the road, we were chatting and he said, "You ought to drag a tow-rope
behind you."
Nothing like a bit of bent pride (some might call it a bit of a chip on the shoulder) to help you
scramble up those hills.
sj