You Know You're a Cyclist When . . .
Tuesday February 10, 2009
- There is nothing odd about having bikes in your living room
- You know every shortcut and every back road within 50 miles of your house
- You have tanned patches on the backs of your hand
- You use your helmet as a styling device
- You stare at other cyclists . . . to check out their ride
- Going to work with grease stains on your hands is a source of pride
- You know the difference between presta and schrader
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Your right shoe lace is shorter than your left one.
when you know the differance between a clincer and a lacer
You have ever had a flat and not called a cab.
You tell a family of 5 in a crowded mall to “hold their line.”
Everyone thinks you are nuts, because you ride your bike to work in the even in the winter.
You have shared a hotel room with your bike
When asked by a friend about joining a ride, you imediately ask “Which bike are you riding?”.
You wear clothes on your bike that you would never be caught dead in anywhere else, and don’t care what it looks like…
Your feet are as white as your butt.
You have more invested in your bikes that your car
You park your car outside and use your garage for your bikes.
You take a short easy ride and come home 5 hours later suffering from hypothermia.
You when your leg is in cast and you still ride.
you consider a 25 mph head wind ‘good conditioning’
You pass cars on a steep downhill because you can get into a nice tuck for aerodynamics.
When you name your bike as if it is your child (and with its name painted some where on it.).
You get a haircut that works with your helmet
You accidentally try to twist your foot to “unclip” from the gas pedal before getting out of your car.
You’re an expert in where to stop to get the traffic light to turn green.
You will ride to a destination and back that seems way to far to drive to!
…you apologize to your bike when you hit a pot hole.
You log more miles on your bike than miles on your car.
Everytime you have an argument with your wife, she brings up how much time you spend with your bike.
When you check your PO Box and it contains a cycling magazine, a flyer for a bike ride, a cycling gear catalog, a confirmation letter from another ride, an offer to subscribe to another cycling magazine, and one other envelope. You aren’t sure what the other envelope was about, since you tossed it into the nearest trash can since it did not appear to be related to riding.
When your arm has two colors because your jerseys only cover the mid of your arm from the sun.
The highlight of your week is always your Century Sunday.
you elevate your bed so you can put 5 bikes under it.
When you test drive you new vehicle back to the house so you can see if it fits under the bikes hanging in your garage.
1. When you take your bike in for its annual phys, um, I mean tune-up, the first thing you say when the Doc, um, I mean, Mechanic comes to tell you the news is…Level with, man, don’t hold back, I can take it. Will He/She live?
2. If you have the talent for it, and even if you don’t, you write poems to your bicycle, or at least ABOUT bicycling, and read them to your silent, & uncritical, Trusty Steed.
3. You have been going to the same Bike Shop for so long that the owner, or at least 1 employee, can share war stories about changing your diapers, and feeding you, when your Father worked there during his, and your Mothers, college years. (This one can be scary to contemplate if your shop is one of the ones on my list of Elder Statesmen of the Industry, in my sidebar, all 67 to 116 years old, and you are at least 67 yourself!)
you discuss penile numbness with complete strangers while waiting for the light to change.
You actually have clipless and you had “kissed” the floor while you were learning to use them…
You think 9 dollars for a movie ticket is outrageous but 5 grand for a new bike seems reasonable.
When your driving in your car and you swerve around every pothole