Which one?

Total rookie. Shave those guns.

Domane 5.9, full Di2 11 speed.



..... and it's, shhhh....(carbon)

Very nice; grats'!!

I confess I think you should have said "pistons"....

How.........COULD you?

Anyway, I want to shave my legs even though I'm over 60, don't race, and I ride a recumbent.

I turned my road bike into a commuter/touring bike.

Confessions? I read all the time about your 40 or longer mile rides and how you guys call 20 miles a short ride. I just got back from a 24 mile ride. I was dead about the 21 mile mark. I dropped from 18 mph down to 10-12 like right now as soon as I hit 21 miles. This was on a steady 1% grade out and back and the back was the 1% down hill part. (18-20 mph cruising romile 12 to 21)

I read all the time about you guys' climbing for miles. I have a few 10-12 mile loops around home I started riding this year all up and down hills. I have usually 800-900 feet of climbing, usually no more that for a quarter mile before I'mm heading back downhill and as soon as I'm heading up, I'm down in my 26/34 gear at 3-4 mph trudging up the hill.

One more confession. I'm a clyde and I ate an 1126 calorie breakfast as opposed to my usual 200 calorie bowl of cheerios this morning before logging it in MyFitnessPal and realizing breakfast was 2/3 of my allotted calories, lol. Luckily I didn't eat lunch and my computer tells me I burned 1089 of them on the ride.

Ignoring the wookie-ness for a minute, but how does one manage to get a chainring tattoo on the outside of his left leg????

I pawed through about 8 bikes to get to a bike to ride n the canal. I grabbed my Moto Grand Jubilee that was my first choice. I gave it a quick going over and took it for a quick ride...tink, tink, tink...front spokes are noisy! Broke spoke! After a quick appraisal of the next closest bikes< I chose my beautiful Vista (?) and off we went! Anyhow... I acquired the aforementioned "chainring tattoo on the outside of his left leg????"!

Yeah i just got new toe cages and stopped to adjust them. I laid the ring on my leg then, also it was a 25 mph crosswind sufferfest so it got pushed around alot

I ate shyte within 2 minutes the first time I rode fixed gear. I lost skin on my elbow, hip and managed to scrape the screen on my brand new cell phone. It was a friend's brand new bike. It came out in a lot better shape than me.

Not one of my prouder moments.

My S.O. wanted a set of wheels so I bought her this. She's ecstatic.

Today I attempted to eat pizza and drink fountain pop (no handlebars)while riding my commuter back from the gas station. I was halfway home when I attempted to corner but went over the handlebars holding onto my pizza and pop all the way down. The gashed knee and broken flip flop were worth the sacrifice as the pizza and pop were the only survivors in the fall

thank god the pizza and pop were ok, at least you had something to eat and drink while waiting for the ambulance to arrive.

Ambulance? It was a ~5mph crash so I only lost a little bit of skin despite the area of loss being significant. I sat on the curb and finished my food as I contemplated the decisions of the past 5 minutes

Before every ride, I obsessively check my local online weather page, over and over even though it only updates once per hour.

I have 150$ pedals, on my 300$ bike.

I am pretty slim, but am always wishing I could drop a bit more body-fat. I also unfortunately bake once a week or so, and devour an entire cake/batch of cookies in 2-3 days.

After my first season of harsh Minnesota winter biking, I feel vastly superior to those who have just started biking for the season.

I treat all-way stop signs as if they are invisible, and don't pay enough attention to stoplights.

As a high school student, I'm always thinking about picking up a job to generate money for more shiny biking gear, but always end up chickening out.

I feel a deep aggressive need to pass anyone, no matter what bike they are on, how old they are, how fast they are going, ect.

I find female cyclists significantly more attractive than if they weren't on a bicycle, and yearn to meet a female cyclist my age but can't bring myself to make any effort into establishing contact with one.

I live in the tropics, sweat a lot, and don't change my bar tape as often as I should.

Just put all this together after finally changing my bar tape and seeing the crust of gunk hidden underneath. I won't even mention the smell...

On my ride today I quacked at a duck minding her own business, and I scared the quack out of her. I still feel kind of bad for doing that.

I rode with toe clips today. I might make that a permanent thing. Riding in the big city is too much trouble with clipless.

I don't mind stubble on my face, but I hate to see stubble on my legs.

Meanie.

I put my rear tire on backwards (directional tire). I noticed it before my ride, but did not change it until after I got home.

After seeing myself in the reflection of a ground-floor office window while biking last week I decided to trim my armpits for the first time in my life (turning 48 in two days) - decided that long flowing pit hair hanging out behind my arms is a bit of a detractor when it comes to putting forth a good image of a cyclist, and certainly those patches of pit hair drafting along behind me don't help my speeds...