Movember is broadly a good thing, I think. I've actually been a recipient of cancer-based funding before so I can't really be angry about the thing as a whole, but it irks me that for an entire month I can't tell who is being a wonderful fundraiser and who is being a dickish, atavistic fey little throwback year round, and it just happens to be november. I'm going to shoot for the latter with my friend on Regents street today, riding a blue charge with badly taped drop bars. If you want to run pedestrian crossings, red lights, undertake me, that's fine, but at least SPEED UP after you've done it. Pootling through reds at 10mph is salt in the wound of shitty riding.
Also on Regents street - to the dude wearing a mish-mash of cycling/general sports gear on a creaking red Scott road bike. Dude, got to a Doctor. If you're spitting up so much lung butter that it looks like someone discarded a jellyfish on the road, something ain't right. Whilst that's my main advice - PLEASE spit to the kerb, rather than hocking your significant puck of phlegm to your right and seeing how many lanes you can cross. I am directly behind you and to your right and I never want to feel that comet trail across my face at 8:30 in the morning again.
Movember is broadly a good thing, I think. I've actually been a recipient of cancer-based funding before so I can't really be angry about the thing as a whole, but it irks me that for an entire month I can't tell who is being a wonderful fundraiser and who is being a dickish, atavistic fey little throwback year round, and it just happens to be november. I'm going to shoot for the latter with my friend on Regents street today, riding a blue charge with badly taped drop bars. If you want to run pedestrian crossings, red lights, undertake me, that's fine, but at least SPEED UP after you've done it. Pootling through reds at 10mph is salt in the wound of shitty riding.
Also on Regents street - to the dude wearing a mish-mash of cycling/general sports gear on a creaking red Scott road bike. Dude, got to a Doctor. If you're spitting up so much lung butter that it looks like someone discarded a jellyfish on the road, something ain't right. Whilst that's my main advice - PLEASE spit to the kerb, rather than hocking your significant puck of phlegm to your right and seeing how many lanes you can cross. I am directly behind you and to your right and I never want to feel that comet trail across my face at 8:30 in the morning again.