I'm lucky to have a street level bike room at work. It has rack space for about 30 bikes and it really only fills up on the nicest summer days. The year round bike commuters are few. There's me, a Fixie guy and a guy riding a Folder. That's about it.

This morning, I roll up to the bike room & see Folder Guy pulling up on tiny pink toddler bike w. 10" wheels. It's an actual kids bike.

I'm thinking he found it on the street or whatever & he's storing it in the bike room. I say jokingly "I think it's time for a bigger frame..." He doesn't laugh & says "Hey, you gotta do what you gotta do..." His Folder was broken and he rode the kids bike in.

Not sure how far he commutes (he doesn't say much), but 1 block on that thing & my knees would be crying uncle. So he wins the Dedicated Rider Award, in my book. Also the Crazy Mofo Award.