I am suffering from this disease. Hopping on my ebike, I feel like Thanos putting on the infinity gauntlet.
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There's a gated community with a guard near my house. Recently, I've been cutting in as the gate closes. I use my e-mtb to climb up the steep embankment as the guard yells out at me. I know he can't run after me and the electric motor is just too quick up those short, steep hills. I laugh inside.
As I pass by analog road bikers on their climbs, I get perverse satisfaction from their surprised starts as I blow by, cutting really close. Deep down, I know it's because I'll never be that fit, and that it's the wrong way to let out frustration over being passed by them for so many years. But I like to sneak up on them so quietly and quickly that they don't even have time to see if I'm riding electric or just a fat old guy who's still a superior human specimen with Olympic legs.
I love startling people waiting for their dogs to poop. That's the best. When they wander 10 or 20 yards down a dirt road so no one sees them when they don't pick up their doggie doo....they're never expecting someone coming out of the bushes at 12mph uphill! I wish I had a camera to capture their non-plastic-bag-holding, startled selves.
I know I'm a terrible ambassador to this sport. I'm just new to ebikes and intoxicated by this one extra horsepower God and EasyMotion have bestowed upon me. It's given me a sort of God complex...as much as 250 watts can make you into a God....and I've found I'm behaving more like a devil. I promise I will try to change. ??