My clueless riders, didn't ask and didn't know those things. They just assumed that everyone thinks it's OK to endanger and maybe kill other people who don't look like or sound like you.
It's been 30 years of political battles to get cities to build bike lanes. And then the god damn cyclists ride right next to the white line.
One of the worst parts of being a fat cyclist is the clothes.
Cycling is supposed to be some crunchy-granola-zen shit -- but it's not...
The worst part of road biking: flat tires. And I get a shit ton of flat tires. The last two were annoying little piss ant slow leaks
I used to wonder how all these bicycle shops on every corner stayed in business. Then I got into cycling. Mystery solved
One day a driver in Tucson is going to kill me with kindness -- under the wheels of her white sedan with a big fucking Be Kind sticker on the back.
When I first started cycling, I had no idea it was a "social" activity. But sometimes I can't get these fuckers to shut up.
Being the fat guy at the start line in a cycling event is like being the hairy 300-pound dude at the beach in a speedo. I'm in my tight-ass shorts surrounded by all these skinny happy fucks talking about their "race" goals. They are setting up their cadence counters, heart monitors and the other bullshit … Continue reading Fat Biker Problems – Events
When I started cycling, I never realized I'd have a problem with the "real" fat bikers. I'm talking about those 250-plus-pound guys riding Harley's. They fucking follow cyclists everywhere -- like a pack of fat flies carrying loud speakers. We all like the two-lane curvy highways near a river, or a lake or a mountain. … Continue reading Fat Biker Problems – real bikers