I'm having an identity crisis, and could use some help from foosters. I've been an avid bicyclist for all of my adult life. For four decades I've been a roadie, commuter, tourer, sometime MTB rider, and full time two-wheel junkie. I commute year round, have way more cycling shorts than jeans, and think a car looks naked without a roof-rack. The wall-clock in my garage is made from a chainring. Bikes hang above my car, in front of my wife's van, and beside the workbench. Bike projects hang from various hooks, sit in boxes, and rest among the rafters. My hair is cut with a #2, so I don't have to deal with helmet hair. What a joyful day it was when I realized there was room above the minivan to hang wheels from the ceiling. My non-cycling acquaintances cringe when I engage in a conversation, because they know I'll relate the topic to bicycling somehow. Since September 19th of this year, aside from my commute, I've ridden my bike (any bike) exactly twice. Why? Illness you think? Perhaps a broken collarbone or cracked skull? Nope. The intruder in my life was a birthday gift from my family - a unicycle. I was intimidated at first, but with some persistence and a few hundred spills, I've learned to ride the thing. Now, on a nice weekend day, I'll look at the bikes, look at the unicycle, and go with the ridiculous, one-wheeled, unbalanced clown machine. I ride it on the road, on the MUP, and lately offroad on a local trail. I've even shamelessly commuted to the office on the thing.
With the weather turning cold and the days shortening I can pretend the nasty weather and darkness are keeping me off the bike, but I know that's a lie. I still call myself a cyclist, but I'm only tricking myself - I'm riding a (uni)cycle, not a (bi)cycle.
So my identity crisis: Am I still a biker, a bicyclist, a bike nut, a true cyclist? If not, then who the hell am I???
I'll check back in a few days. Spending more time on unicyclist.com lately....