Sunday, August 29, 2010

Don't call me Snob

There is snobbery in cycling, and yes everyone is guilty. Just like the old saying... "there are two kinds of liars. the ones that say they quit and the ones that say they never did." So which one are you. Being a bike snob is relative, no not like family. Relative to your situation. You may be a snob to someone but there is someone who is a snob to you. That is life. Don't try and change it.

OK, now that we have that out of the way. Cyclists=Snobs. Don't fight it, it is gravity, you can't win. Even though we are snobs when it comes to riding bikes, we are...when you strip down all the layers...all the same. We ride bikes. It does not matter how much your carbon fiber, hand painted, Kobe beef fed, Italian made, Cuban cigar smoking, limited edition, one of a kind bike cost. It is a bike and it does the same job as a Wal-Mart special.
(Hate Mail...just post your comment)

It is TRUE, A to B just the same. I know I know, I would not be caught dead on a Next, not without a dare or lots of "man sodas" involved. Anyone who throws a leg over a top tube joins a society. We do it for fun, fitness, transportation, to save the earth. Whatever your reason for pedaling a bike, it makes us all the same. We are a family. Sometimes [a lot of the time] we lose sight of this.

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