Different strokes for different folks, but please don't take my 450 away. My knuckles have just healed from all the top-end jobs, and I'd have to give up watching Trading Spaces in favor of hitting the eliptical machine to get ready for a 250. If it's all the same to you guys, I'd rather keep Krispy Creme on my daily schedule and continue my hill-climbing dominance over fifth-graders on 80s.