Whilst discussing life, politics and the meaning of existence a co-worker who knows me well enough
described me as an anarchist [I'm not - it was merely a bit of good humoured banter and devil's
advocacy] because, as is my habit of perusing widely differing types of currents affairs mags from
radical left to radical right to the mushy middle, I was reading an anarchist magazine. My reply was
that I didn't consider myself anything that ended in -ist with the possible exception of cyclist.
He laughed at the idea that I would consider myself a cyclist. You see I don't compete. I don't
'race' either off-road or on. I don't participate in organized events. I commute year-round and get
about town by bike. In season I go on 20 km, 50 km, even 70 km rides regularly and have clocked a
couple in the 100-200 km range. But according to him I am not a 'cyclist' because I do this alone,
untimed, and not in organized events.
By his definition; using a bike for basic transportation and for recreation doesn't make one a
cyclist. He is pretty much a jock type: recreational hockey, golf, softball, and football & rugby
in his younger days. [He _might_ get on a bike twice in a summer and would not even consider using
a bike for a 7 km commute to work and instead drives an SUV.] In his mind a _real_ cyclist is
pretty much in the Lance Armstrong mould I guess. Or it should at least be as part of an organized
event like his 'sports'.
Dunno why I'm relating this episode. It just struck be as a curious way to look at cycling.and
those who shall or shall not be deemed 'cyclists'.
Comments?
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'Just because you're wearing a tie Doesn't mean you're bloody important'
- chumbawumba