Oh, you naughty Sagan
I don’t care if Sagan is cycling’s wunderkind, he’s a level 50 douche.
Climbing on a cruiser is difficult. Even when you’re up and out of the saddle, the rolling resistance and gearing, if one is lucky enough to have a cruiser with gears, makes even a gentle grade feel like a category four climb. Still, whenever I see people walking their cruisers up hills, I’m so tempted to shout at them. “Ride it up!”
this blog is all class (via pure-evil)
The idea of just “cruising” on a bike is alien to me. I need to go fast, and you know what makes you slower? Smoking. So actually no, this guy is a goof and I can’t support it. Shut it down!
(Source: justinchungphotography)
hands up everyone who’s tried this (via Cool bikes and cool people)
New rule; if a cyclist is breaking the posted speed limit by at least 8km/h, they can take the whole lane. Especially where the margins of the pavement get really sketchy.
Pacelines for group riding
“Bikes are one of the four commodities of the street — cash, drugs, sex, and bikes… You can virtually exchange one for another.”
Strava is killing me. I understand that pretty much half of the professional road cyclists in Canada live in my township, that they own bikes that are better equipped and weigh roughly a quarter of what mine does and that most probably have a genetic advantage over me, but that doesn’t stop me from trying to stomp the KOMs that I see on my area map.
Right now my legs are absolutely killing me. I can barely walk up a decent flight of stairs, because my muscles are so sore. I’m convinced that if got my hands on a better bike that I’d be putting some of these pros to shame, but I don’t let that discourage me from attempting that on my Record. Such is the delusion of so called gamification.
Aside from wishing for a new bike that I can’t possibly afford or justify the cost of, I also need to get over my fear of being hit from behind by sociopaths in their Benzes, doing 120km in 80km zones, passing me at only about a foot of clearance, because that’s holding me back more than anything. I end up giving only part effort once I hear the distinct sound of an erratic driver approaching me from behind. What’s the opposite of killer instinct?
VIOLENT CRIME ALERT: There is a group of people traveling at night deliberately running cyclists off the road in Ottawa, Ontario. They swerved at me shouting abuse on Friday night, and I ended up in the hospital. They were driving a silver Honda. They were spotted in Old Ottawa South last night as well victimizing a cyclist. PLEASE report ANY abuse you see to police immediately. The police did not get my information on Friday night because I was medicated and in shock. PLEASE, I need your help badly, spread the word and contact the Ottawa police IMMEDIATELY.
Not that it matters with this breed of psychotic behaviour, but I was wearing a helmet, sticking to the designated path (not even on the road, but on the designated lanes on Colonel By Drive), utilizing a legal light and reflectors, and paying full attention. I was deliberately victimized by these people, and there was no “reason” to target me, other than to make a perhaps send a message to other cyclists.
And for those of you sick enough to say “yelling at someone for no reason and swerving off the road to threaten them is NOT A CRIME”… well, I hope you get yours. If someone in another car started honking and screaming at you and swerving to force YOUR vehicle off the road, there would be a full investigation.
