In the words of a rider I met on the Pelham Park bikeway the other day, "Damn! That's one heavy-ass mutha!"

I've given up on trying to keep the weight down. My new Big Apple tires must weigh as much as the whole bike, and my new double-leg kickstand looks like it would support my entire house. With all this and a Tupperware-full of spaghetti, my bike, in the morning, must weigh at least as much as the heaviest bike in this thread.