I decided on a sufferfest yesterday. During one of my many stops on the climb I noticed the flies starting to gather and it occurred to me there were several plausible reasons why.
1) I smelled like warm doo-doo (recycling bike gear will do that).
2) They mistaked me for what I felt like, a rotting human carcass.
3) They were making fun of me for sucking.
I think maybe it was all of the above. It was a good ride.
