A real cyclist has three bikes even though he lives in a dorm room 3000 miles from home and has no idea what he'll do when he goes home for the summer

I take it that you can realte to that?

A real cyclist is getting burned out reading this stuff.

Read what?

I just look at the pretty pictures. :D

Haha, it's um....a friend of mine...Yeah, that's right....a friend....:D

Well, I bought a cheap beater MTB at a police auction to get to class, then brought my good mountain bike, then found a sweet 80's touring bike for free (:D:D) on Craigslist.... so one thing led to another and here I am today.

I rode all three today :D

A real cyclist rides in the rain, and loves it.
A real cyclist rides in the snow, and loves it.
Real cyclists who are not equipped to ride in the snow use a trainer, but wish they were outside.

A real cyclist makes all his own bike parts from recycled beer cans and smelts his own iron.

A real cyclist doesnt own a trainer.

I see that your location affords you the possibility to be a real cyclist ;)

A real cyclist would rather ride indoors than risk being pummeled into the snowbanks by the slip-sliding cagers and end up in a full-body cast so he can't ride for the rest of the year :eek:

I knew that one would get a reply. Even if i lived in snow,i just couldnt use a trainer. Its just to booooooooooooooooooooooooooooooring for me.

I didn't think anyone saw me!! :D

A real cyclist loves his commuter for carrying him safely and efficiently to work everyday.

A real cyclist adores his racer for giving him the thrill of speed and the sweet suffering of all-out effort.

A real cyclist pines for his long-lost Schwinn that took him to class and around campus during college.

A real cyclist crosses a bridge even when it's easier to take the ferry just because he likes to say he crossed the bridge.

A real cyclist shoots down Lexington Avenue and plays Dodge 'em with traffic and cabs.

A real cyclist chuckles about that afterward with a few beers and some buds at the local bar.

A real cyclist doesn't let a jerk like Clevelandguy get under his skin.
A real cyclist lets a thread die, instead of reviving it daily.

A real cyclist gets up in the middle of the night to check on his bike.

A "real cyclist" doesn't waste his time worrying about whether or not other "real cyclists" consider him a "real cyclist".

Very true, bpohl!

Tribal council says bpohl's not a real cyclist anymore, though. Turn in your lycra on the way out, bpohl. :D

Nooooooooo!!! Anything but my lycra!!! :( :((

err what makes an unreal cyclist???
if you own a bike and ride you are real my friends.