My favourite line from the article:
"It turns out there are two types of road bikers: bikers who are faster than me, and me."
"Joel loaned me a shiny, multicolored bike-riding outfit that looked like he had stolen it from the Justice League of America."
I really really don't think I could ever possibly get my bike stuff clean enough to lend to anyone.
Just like I don't know why I have to bring my own pillow and pillow case when I travel but will take a nap in a ditch or leaning up against a soda machine on a winter long distance ride.
Edit: And who says I'm American? oh wait I'm mostly Native American so I guess so. hmph.
I rather enjoyed the part about falling over like a tree because I did that once, and also very publically. The only difference is I have a toe cage device instead of cleats. Took the correct foot out, but leaned the wrong way, and kept right on going into the side of a hill...on the side of a busy road. What a sight it must be to see a fat man riding his bicycle, stopping, then suddenly toppling over, for what looks to be no obvious reason to those that don't understand these things (most car drivers, and some pedestrians). I wish I could have gotten some pastries out of it.
Thanks Niel, I needed cheering up today.