For a cyclist I am a big guy, over 200 lb and if I really realy wanted to get serious I would drop a few pounds, but I love to eat and sometimes have a beer or two after a ride. I have a friend that calls me "Diesel", I don't get off the line fast, have to work my butt off going up hills, and the wind is not my friend, but get me going on the flats, down wind or down hill, well old Diesel comes out to play. Find me a bigger ring, because I am going to be there pushing hard, picking up speed and starting to move out and those little guys love to tuck in behind my on a pace line because I create a big hole. Oh, and we have a few of us too, we call one of the other guy, "Clyde". As in the big old plow horse.