This will surprise everyone (except for Chase and some 10-year old kid).
Doctor Frank and I were running at Morris Bridge Park on Sunday (aka Trout Creek, aka Flatwoods, aka Wilderness Park) and enjoying a leisurely run through the woods on a beautiful day. We'd had the trail to ourselves for quite some time, so neither of us were paying all that much attention to anything but our feet and nature.
Hence, we were both caught off guard when a burly mountain biker came screaming towards us toward the end of our 13 mile jog. I saw him just in time, and Frank must not have understood my warning, as he was a nanosecond later in stepping off the trail. No collision, no squealing of brakes, so no big deal...... to us. The mountain biker was livid. He let loose a string of threats and obscenities regarding trail use.
Well, Mathews wasn't taking this without a few words and threats of his own. "Hey, A-H, you better take it down a notch right now, or that bike is going up your bum sideways!"
Burly mountain biker replies, "No F-U, you Pu$$y, these are our trails too!"
Mathews: "Pu$$y, well you're the one riding away!" (and thank God for that, because: A- He was a big dude. and B-He was a lot madder than I was!)
You know, I almost always say live and let live, and mountain bikers are usually the worlds nicest people, but like Slaid Cleaves says, "Sometimes you've gotta act like you've gotta pair."
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Well I'm a biker and I DON'T gotta pair...I only got one.
-Lance Armstrong
I'm a piker and I don't got a pair either, but put me and Lance together and we are NOT emmaciated, and we dew have a pair!
-John Kruk
Excepting a few, "Mountain Bikers" in Florida are generally fatties that wish they could run.
-Chris
Well this dude was a bit hefty, but mostly he was a burly SOB. I did NOT want to tangle with him, but I couldn't let him just rip on my bud Frank and I. Sometimes, you just gotta show people you are still a bull and not a calve!
I'm not sure if you're talking about not being a leg muscle or a young cow here...
Never liked MTB'ers until I unexpectedly became one :-)
Over the past 4 months I've found all to be very friendly and helpful. However, I'm not riding with any fatty wannabes that hate runners. These boys are fast, lean and have serious skills. In short, they kick my ass but they have never shown signs of trail rage...
I like em.
You are our dad's son, for sure. Remember dad and Harry Harrington running down that motorcycler?
It`s really interesting to reed. But all thk about other. Why so?
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