Hypothesis: My pheramones are titanium.

Materials: camelbak hydration pack, Cannondale R1200 '98 model, Ugly biking clothing comprising of a yellow and purple Jersey (1), Cycling shorts with a pair of shorts on top (1 of each), and a pair of black oakley sunglasses (1)

Procedure:
Bike four loops in central park starting from the 106th entrance on a Saturday.
Count the number of times suggestive comments, aka "pick ups" are made by overweight middle aged executives, identified by their ten thousand dollar full carbon Kestrel/Colnago/Cinelli bikes and pro-cycling team clothing replicas.
Analyze the results.

Observations:
I was picked up twice using very similar, low quality attempts, herein termed "pick up lines." Both involved attempting to talk to me while riding abreast of me at a speed of approximately 30 kilometers/hour. There were various lines involved. Both attempts began with "Do you come here often at this time?" and concluded with "Do you want to ride with me?" or "Maybe we should ride together sometime." One overweight executive type (we'll call him B) slyly injected a "I hope it's less crowded on Tuesday." Both riders were politely rebuffed by a "it's my last loop for today."

Conclusion: My pheramones are easily detectable at speeds of 30km/h and do not degrade over distances of 2-3 meters. Hypothesis is considered true.