Written years before he was caught. This cunt also diverted millions from those yellow wrist bands into a fund for his planned post career political aspirations. US charity laws are a joke, ask JD Vance.
I’m not sure what adjective I would use to describe middle aged men with beer bellies wearing day-glo spandex and plastic shoes, but it sure isn’t anything associated with the stereotypically fashionable gay community.
I’m an ebike commuter and there’s a section of my commute where I ride on this gravel trail with tree tunnels and a bridge over a creek. It’s lovely! I never ride much over 20 kph there because it’s a fairly narrow trail and there’s a lot of wildlife including turtles that are occasionally trying to cross over to the other side.
But then you get the spandex crowd coming up at twice my speed and kicking up a lot of dust in their wake. It’s bad enough for me, but I can’t imagine what the dog walkers and other pedestrians I see must think? I hope they don’t get cyclists banned from the trail. I’ve tried to be friendly to the latter. I even shared pics I took of the wildlife with a school group that use it fairly regularly and we’re on a first name basis at this point.
Sorry, I can’t ride without flats, normal clothes, some racks, and a big-ass bag or two. Why be aero when wind resistance only makes your legs stronger?
As a general rule, people "racing "on public roads is weird to me. Whether speeding cars, running on already crowded sidewalks or riding a bike, trying to go fast or hogging a means of transit (when running / riding in packs) where you are supposed to be careful of others seems off.
As a commuter, roadies seem weird to me.
As a mountain biker, roadies seem weird to me.
As a roadie, roadies seem weird to me. They think an expensive bike makes them faster.
A guy even wrote a book about it.
It’s about the dope.
is that real? and if yes: was it written after or before his doping came out? both would be funny in their way
Written years before he was caught. This cunt also diverted millions from those yellow wrist bands into a fund for his planned post career political aspirations. US charity laws are a joke, ask JD Vance.
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I’m not sure what adjective I would use to describe middle aged men with beer bellies wearing day-glo spandex and plastic shoes, but it sure isn’t anything associated with the stereotypically fashionable gay community.
Please do not try to use “gay” as an insult.
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Fellas, is it gay if-?
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When MAMILs attack…
I’m an ebike commuter and there’s a section of my commute where I ride on this gravel trail with tree tunnels and a bridge over a creek. It’s lovely! I never ride much over 20 kph there because it’s a fairly narrow trail and there’s a lot of wildlife including turtles that are occasionally trying to cross over to the other side.
But then you get the spandex crowd coming up at twice my speed and kicking up a lot of dust in their wake. It’s bad enough for me, but I can’t imagine what the dog walkers and other pedestrians I see must think? I hope they don’t get cyclists banned from the trail. I’ve tried to be friendly to the latter. I even shared pics I took of the wildlife with a school group that use it fairly regularly and we’re on a first name basis at this point.
As a former commuter turned commuter/roadie. Join the cult! It’s fun! We have aero socks and haribo!
Sorry, I can’t ride without flats, normal clothes, some racks, and a big-ass bag or two. Why be aero when wind resistance only makes your legs stronger?
You know, getting a cargo bike and hauling stuff around for no reason sounds fun.
I’ll stick to hand-knit wool socks and fresh fruit, thanks.
Merino wool ftw, mine are store bought though.
my brother got me a merino wool shirt and now im all gaga about the material.
As a general rule, people "racing "on public roads is weird to me. Whether speeding cars, running on already crowded sidewalks or riding a bike, trying to go fast or hogging a means of transit (when running / riding in packs) where you are supposed to be careful of others seems off.