Breaking away

I hope I'm not the only one who likes to pretend to be in a bike race with the people riding next to me at the Y. There was a fellow cyclist next to me this morning. We both got on our bikes at the same time. I made a goal in my head to not quit before he did nor let my RPMs dip below his. I could glance over and see the display on his bike; his heart rate and cadence. Couldn't see what level he was using. I was keeping up without having a heart attack and my feet were spinning faster than his were. After about 45 minutes I started to send messages to him to quit using my powers of ESP. He wouldn't listen and he kept going. Damn it. I was tired and I had to pee but I was not going to let this guy win the YMCA Stationary Bicycle Criterium.

Turned out it was all for naught as I was unceremoniously yanked from the race at 52 minutes due to a poopy diaper courtesy of my daughter. Better luck next time, I guess.

Did I mention that my opponent was approximately 70-75 years old? :-)