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Sagging Saddles and Sexy Stems

Saddle

Still plenty of life left in this one! (Doghead Saddle, by Jordon Esser, Creative Commons Licence).

To a surprising degree, we live our lives according to notions of genre.  When it comes to entertainment the role of genre is obvious.  We like rom-coms but don’t like sci-fi or horror (I don’t understand those people, but they do exist).  Yet genre rules our work lives as well (the types of reports we produce, the inter-office memos. . .all of these often fall into predictable categories with their own conventions and sets of expectations).  But it is equally true of our mediated social lives.  It is one of the reasons I’ve pretty much abandoned FB; every visit I see the same old genres of posts playing out over and over again, people saying the same old stuff, engaging in the same old debates, occupying the same old positions, the stunning lack of originality of our species on soul-sapping display 24/7.

Recent exchanges on the listserv of our local randonneuring club, however, also had me thinking about some of the predictable but odd genres that seem to characterize the discussions that randonneurs have.  Now some of these are specific to the strange world of long-distance cycling, but not a few of them also seem to cross over into the more general world of cycling.  And not a few of those (especially the medical ones; see below) I see (or used to see) all the time on FB.  So for my own amusement and, I hope, yours, I’ve collected a few of the more prominent genres of rando-talk here.

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Losing (and finding) my religion

Stand in the place where you live
Now face North
Think about direction
Wonder why you haven’t before.

And yes, before anyone points out the obvious, I’m mixing my REM references.

My partner and I often talk about our Bike Mojo.  But it occurred to me recently that we use “mojo” in a different way than most people.  When people talk about their mojo they are using it to describe a skill or ability.  Whether you are claiming to be an awesome playuh with the opposite sex or an awesome player of the guitar, talking about your mojo conveys something about your flash and dash.

But for us mojo  connotes in part our enjoyment of an activity, but also our desire for the activity in the first place.  So we’ll often have a conversation about how one or other of us has “lost their Bike Mojo.”  That doesn’t just mean that we don’t feel like biking, it means that when we do go biking, we don’t enjoy it.  The weather might be great, the road might roll accommodatingly, the wind might be always at our backs. . .but there’s no delight.  No joy.

My Bike Mojo has taken a few serious hits recently.

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Will Bike for Coffee!

Cycling with Coffee

Hey, buddy! Next time get the one with cupholders! Photo by tejvanphotos (Creative Commons License).

Now here’s a fun way to spice up your fall biking. . .assuming that fall ever does decide to put in an appearance in our region.  Mary G., a local randonneur (well, technically, randonneuse because, you know, the French are sticklers for that sort of thing) has just published the rules for her 6th Annual Coffeeneuring challenge.  In a nutshell, this involves biking to seven different coffee shops over the next seven weeks, documenting the adventure, and then sending the results in for a small (a very small: no one is going to retire to Aruba on this one) prize.  Rides can be as long or as short as you like, coffee can be good or bad.

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Steering Clear of the Poop

Kit ‘n Kish 600k

Now kids, gather round while your jolly Uncle Mark dispenses some sage wisdom about how to lead a virtuous life. . .and how to be a successful randonneur.  The key thing you gotta remember is this: stay clear of poop.

  1. Avoid other people’s poop.
  2. Don’t poop on other people.
  3. Don’t poop on yourself.

If you can manage those three things, your odds of finishing a long ride, and the long ride of life, go up dramatically.

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Clearing out the Cobwebs

Warrenton 300k
April 4, 2015

When it Really was all Greek to me

In between the time when Greece was the cradle of Democracy and the time when it became the grave of European Community, there was a period where Greeks seemed to be making a concerted assault on middlebrow popular music.

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Here’s Mudd in Yer Eye

Roadsign for Dr. Samuel Mudd Rd

A Road to Somewhere

I spend a great deal of my biking life doing one of three things: commuting, training, or participating in events.  While those activities are often singularly enjoyable, what they all lack is another primary source of cycle-related pleasure: exploration.  Perhaps inspired by my recent sojourn in New Zealand where my partner and I did a lot of exploring by bike, I’ve been trying to throw in a few more exploratory rides myself.

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Sometimes you want to go. . .

Bicycle Cogset

Not my chain, but it might as well have been. (Photo by Dave Scriven, Creative Commons License).

. . .Where Somebody Will Clean Your Chain

Uncharacteristically I’m going coyly to slide past the obvious innuendo in the title and simply note that recently I had to take Gypsy Rose into the bike spa and it got me thinking about what I value in a really good bike store.

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