ViciousDADogg
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You heard that NICE guys don't get laid right. Here is another one. NICE guys fall off their bikes.
Not that I'm NICE in that sense, but none the less.
I ride a bike as my transportation. I have a car that you will envy, that will put any 100+k exotic to it's grave. But whatever. Riding bike is much faster, especially in traffic.
Thus today, I ride my bike. I'm like this ultimate a55 hole on the road. I'm both a pedastrian and a driver. I come to this light, no cars, it's red, and I gotta make a turn.
There is this truck trying to get there as well. Although, perhaps it would be illegal for him. But I'm not your average bicycle nerd, I don't care. I'm a driver too. This guy was letting me go. I don't know what I was thinking. I signaled him with my hand for him to go first.
That's a good thing.
Because I can grab and hold on to the side of his truck. Instead of putting my feet down. I got special shoes that clip into pedals via special mechanism that's called SPD. I can start faster if I don't disengage them.
BUT. I look at him instead of at myself (kinda of down at the road), I slow down so slow that I loose my balance. My shoes still engaged. I do emergency disengage as I'm falling down like an a55hole.
Last week I adjusted disengage tension a bit higher, because I'd disengage while pedaling really really hard and fast. Well, this week that worked against me, as I as unable to disenage and fall down.
I can't tell you how many times I fell down as I gotten these performance shoes that let me go fast. It wouldn't be cool.
I scrape my brand new shimano 105 shifters, which were prestine before this.
Yea. I put down some rules for me before. To always disengage in situations like this before I enter these situations. But I didn't practice, and today I didn't thought about this. I was thinking, I wave this guy or gal, he or she goes by and I grab to their truck.
I ended up falling.
A biker cop rolled by. Asked me if I was ok. I told him yea.
Hey. Sh1t happens right.
On a car I'd be a slow fvck go likes to push 3 pedals. That's some borring sh1t. On a bike I fall down, sometimes it's costely. But it's always less than paying for gas. Eventually I'll get it down straight and know what to do in most every situation.
Then I come to this lycer store to get some beer. In my biking outfit. That be. Du rag, helmet, sun glasses (on my neck when I'm inside), gloves, muscle shirt, jeans rolled up to my knes, funky biking shoes. I get beer, and there is this fat guy telling to his buddy, this guy look cool. I went by them looking cool, paid for my beer and was on my way.
Then I got home, poured some of that beer in my drink bottle and went outside to tune my pedals and shoes properly.
If they get disengaged that be me unable to keep up with cars when I want to take them over. (yes, I do take cars over, I'm faster than cars). That's less of an evil than falling off your bike, with shoes attached to your bike mind you.
Yours turlly,
Vicious D.A. Dogg
P.S. Oh yea. I don't know how I fell down, but I ended up 180 degrees opposite, facing the direction I was coming from.
Not that I'm NICE in that sense, but none the less.
I ride a bike as my transportation. I have a car that you will envy, that will put any 100+k exotic to it's grave. But whatever. Riding bike is much faster, especially in traffic.
Thus today, I ride my bike. I'm like this ultimate a55 hole on the road. I'm both a pedastrian and a driver. I come to this light, no cars, it's red, and I gotta make a turn.
There is this truck trying to get there as well. Although, perhaps it would be illegal for him. But I'm not your average bicycle nerd, I don't care. I'm a driver too. This guy was letting me go. I don't know what I was thinking. I signaled him with my hand for him to go first.
That's a good thing.
Because I can grab and hold on to the side of his truck. Instead of putting my feet down. I got special shoes that clip into pedals via special mechanism that's called SPD. I can start faster if I don't disengage them.
BUT. I look at him instead of at myself (kinda of down at the road), I slow down so slow that I loose my balance. My shoes still engaged. I do emergency disengage as I'm falling down like an a55hole.
Last week I adjusted disengage tension a bit higher, because I'd disengage while pedaling really really hard and fast. Well, this week that worked against me, as I as unable to disenage and fall down.
I can't tell you how many times I fell down as I gotten these performance shoes that let me go fast. It wouldn't be cool.
I scrape my brand new shimano 105 shifters, which were prestine before this.
Yea. I put down some rules for me before. To always disengage in situations like this before I enter these situations. But I didn't practice, and today I didn't thought about this. I was thinking, I wave this guy or gal, he or she goes by and I grab to their truck.
I ended up falling.
A biker cop rolled by. Asked me if I was ok. I told him yea.
Hey. Sh1t happens right.
On a car I'd be a slow fvck go likes to push 3 pedals. That's some borring sh1t. On a bike I fall down, sometimes it's costely. But it's always less than paying for gas. Eventually I'll get it down straight and know what to do in most every situation.
Then I come to this lycer store to get some beer. In my biking outfit. That be. Du rag, helmet, sun glasses (on my neck when I'm inside), gloves, muscle shirt, jeans rolled up to my knes, funky biking shoes. I get beer, and there is this fat guy telling to his buddy, this guy look cool. I went by them looking cool, paid for my beer and was on my way.
Then I got home, poured some of that beer in my drink bottle and went outside to tune my pedals and shoes properly.
If they get disengaged that be me unable to keep up with cars when I want to take them over. (yes, I do take cars over, I'm faster than cars). That's less of an evil than falling off your bike, with shoes attached to your bike mind you.
Yours turlly,
Vicious D.A. Dogg
P.S. Oh yea. I don't know how I fell down, but I ended up 180 degrees opposite, facing the direction I was coming from.
