Man-Boobs, or, Terrifying the tourists

Without a doubt, cycling the GAP was one of the more enjoyable things I've done over the last several years. I did have one moment though that made me go "ewww!!" and shake my head and wish that I had not seen what I had just seen.

Mile Post 100 - Man Boobs.

On Day 5, as I was grinding out the miles between Connellsville and West Newton, I encountered man-boobs. Old and saggy ones. 😕

And I will refrain from finding a photo of man-boobs and adding them to this post! As nice as an image is in a blog post, sometimes you just shouldn't go there!

This would have been Friday afternoon. Warm, sunny day.
A guy went out for a ride. Maybe does this a lot. Maybe the GAP trail goes by his back yard.
Doesn't want to wear a shirt. Wants to feel the sun on his skin.
Fair enough. To an extent.

He was about 60 or so, probably 6 feet tall, if I'd seen him standing.
A bit overweight, but not bad for 60. He had a helmet on, with a visor mirror attachment. White guy with a white beard. Baggy blue shorts, and serious man breasts. Good God Grandma Put Those Away!!!! kind of man-breasts. And he was pedaling hard, so they were swaying beneath him as he leaned forward onto his drop-down handlebars.

Picture that for a moment, and then try to forget it forever - bearded man pedaling hard on a summer day with his man-boobs swinging to and fro beneath him.

You don't see many shirtless cyclists, now that I think about it. I mean, I bike a lot, and I barely remember seeing many shirtless cyclists. I really wish I hadn't seen this one!

Cyclists in the Connellsville and West Newton area - you have a job to do!
Find Man-Boob guy and introduce him to shirted-cycling!