Okay, that’s nuts

I was just talking to my roommate, David. For those who haven’t met him, he’s a complete cycling fanatic — he’s on a sponsored racing team, has been a courier, owns several bikes, and recently returned from an eight-day bike trip in and around the Pyrénées. He was telling me about a multi-stage competition he was in this past weekend in Charlevoix, a mountainous region east of Québec City. I thought my afternoon ride during the heat wave was bad, but he spent much of Saturday and Sunday racing. Now, I’ve probably never gone much over 60 km/h on a bike, but in his races they can go that fast on level ground. He just checked his cycle computer to see his top speed from the weekend, and it was 98 km/h.

Good god, that’s fast.