Bikestyle

I like everything that has to do with this culture of bike I whirl around in.

Not only are bikes fun to ride, they're good for health and they're good for transportation.
And then there's the bike art and bikes that are art pieces and art that is for bikes and bikes that are art sculptures and antique art pieces. And my dad Art who taught me how to ride a bike and his dad Art who taught him how to ride a bike.

And then there's the friend part. You gravitate towards friends who ride bikes. You make friends with people who race bikes. You hang out with families who ride bikes. Your kids become friends with the kids of the friends you have who ride bikes because you hang out all day at the races on Sundays all fall and winter and they all run around in kid packs.

And bike moms are fun. They can ride in the middle of the day with me and then there are the other bike ladies who like to ride long and talk about everything under the sun. It's bike therapy.
And then there's the dirt trails in the trees that swoop and whirl and make you feel like you're dancing with the trees. And the days when you get to ride with your husband and you get along perfectly. And the nights when you sneak around on the trails on the bike and eat chips and drink beer.

And I like the way you see so many other riders out on the road on a day like an easter sunday when there's no racing so everyone's out riding and no one's really out driving and you stop and say hi to everyone you know.
And I like bike blogs where you get to know other bike blog people and then when you meet them for the first time at a race or a ride or gold sprints, you say oh yeah, I know you and you're already sorta friends.
And bike races are fun, especially cyclocross, where everyone cheers for everyone.

But even circuit races and crits are fun to be at - even when you have to course marshall at the DHL driveway and help maneuver a 16 wheeler across the the circuit course while a pit bull is running down the middle of the course towards you because its owner is driving along on the other side of the cones and says he's out taking the dog for a walk by letting him run down the street while he drives a long and then you yell at him to get the dog and he decides to pull a u-turn across the course and you know you only have about 2 minutes to get them all off the course before 75 racers come zooming down the hill.

And then the lady in the SUV bmw pulls a u-turn. And after you get her all situated you see that your cheetos have spilled all over the road.
And even on days when you're feeling too crappy to do the dishes or go to work or get up off the couch because you feel so achy because you think you might be getting sick, you can muster up just enough energy to go for a really slow and spinny road ride and feel like crap still, but when you get back you do feel a little better and happier, kind of.
But especially the rides along the ridge when it's spring and you can smell the jasmine and the roses and the bbq along the way.

And roller racing is fun even though the 20 seconds you raced felt more like 20 minutes and it gives you the same feeling as if someone punched you in the gut. But it was worth it just to see almost naked men on stage in spotlights, racing bikes.

And riding any bike behind Morgan is nice because he has a nice butt.

Bikes are fun.