“”When my legs started to scream in pain, I turned to a faith that often gets me through tough times, and I asked myself, “WWJD” (What Would Jens Do), and told my legs to shut up. Unfortunately, my legs aren’t like Jens’s, and they took it literally, and stopped working.”—Phil Gaimon (via jennlevo)
My greatest fear - Precious disappears in NYC. Of course, this will never happen as he’s never been locked up outside on the streets of Gotham in his life. On tour, I rarely secured him to anything. Figured anyone willing to stagger off with a bike towing 47lbs of gear would discover how unwieldy it is if you’re not used to it and probably drop the whole rig. That said, imagine how much I would’ve cried if someone HAD done that.
Whether you’re new to the road or a seasoned professional, it’s always a good time to (re-)consider the precautions you take to make sure your bike stays yours. Hopefully the following advice will save you a walk home.
Cheap locks are a false economy and expensive locks are only expensive…
Some team officials said Weylandt could have been traveling as fast as 50 miles per hour. Jonathan Vaughters, team manager of the Garmin-Cervélo squad, likened the crash to jumping out of a car at that speed wearing only your underwear.
“Quite frankly, on the level of athletes putting their safety on the line for a sport, the American macho sports like football and other typical ‘guy sports’ are a joke,” Vaughters said in a telephone interview. “The perception is that bicycle racing is cute and fun and, ‘look at all the pretty colored jerseys going down that mountain pass,’ but it’s an unbelievably brutal and dangerous sport with no margin for error.”
at school for the first time, there was another person who likes to dig themselves into a deep pit of pain on the bikes. after scrutinizing him i deduced he had to be a cyclist. i saddled up next to him and also deduced we had to race each other. it’s amazing how just riding next to someone else…