80 Degrees and 80% humidity before sunrise. Aaaaaack.
From afar--someone on a mountain bike or townie that I swear was wearing an aero helmet. (OK, that might have been some kind of Freudian hallucination, but I that's what it looked like.)
In the locker room--man drying body hair--yes, including THAT body hair--with blow dryer.
These are experience that Bolder never has to undergo in Triathlon Mecca on the front range.
Take my home town . . . . please.