What do you think about while cycling?

^ and pizza?

It's hard to think of anything else over the noise the bike is currently making

Oh look, flowers. Achooo!

... dead things

I always think about random stuff when I'm riding. Its the only time I get alone and away from phones and tech.

In the seventies cycle docs about the roubaix, 'a sunday in hell' and the 74 tour, 'stars and water carriers' there is a lovely bit where the brooklyn team are riding out to loosen up before the day kicks of proper, and it's really bright, the spokes are catching the sun, and all you can hear is the whir and click of freshly prepared Gios...and birdsong...ahhhh we'd best start paying attention people...the birdsong is being endangered...

It's dependent on the surroundings..if I'm in london and its normal...just thinking to stay alive...if its really early...ie I sometimes go out at 5 am just as the sun's breaking then you have time to Zen out...that when cycling really does become something special...when you have a cool fresh sunny morning and can put a few miles in then you can really zone out...I love it when you have done maybe 5 -10 miles and it's not really registered, you have just been in there...the zone...;D...
the dunwich is coming up...

Fixed or SS?

This morning it was "fuck you google maps you fucking fuck." Was using it to get to work this morning on my phone as I've recently moved so I'm unsure of the route.

When it says "In eight hundred feet..." and doesn't finish it's sentence as you're quickly getting rid of that eight hundred feet, it can be quite frustrating. Especially in central and you're surrounded by buses, pedestrians, nodders, The Addison Lee cyclist extermination squad and cars.

IN EIGHT HUNDRED FEET WHAT?! TELL ME YOU FUCKING WHORE!

I need a cigarette.

"oh youre trying to overtake?"
"no chance"
"downhil, weeeeeeee"
"dam headwind"
"haah youre still behind me butt face"
"my legs are on fire"
"slow down, try and look cool"
"sick skid"
"oh and now you overtake"
"oh look people"
"put the hammer down look fast"
"yea i nearly hit you get on the pavement"
"POTHOLES!!!"
"wheelied like a boss"
"ill slow clap you around the face"
"roundabout shhhhh"

the small conversation i had with myself yesterday

thoughts go along the lines of:

checking out people's dogs (i want a pet dog)
boobs
anyone driving a 4x4 and thinking about how they must be a wanker to drive this giant vehicle through fucking SW19
my hurting hands
my scranus
worrying about if my san marco rolls saddle will make me impotent with all that scranus pressure
considering bibshorts or tights, what my life might be like if i clad myself in that kind of depraved cloth like the roadie going nowhere
judging other people's bikes (singlespeed with no rear brake? wanklord! being an example of a judging thought)
constant threat estimation of potholes and glass fields
is the chain too dirty? is the chain too loose?
wishing someone would just courier me an espresso
wishing i could somehow take off the fucking lame decal from the toptube
how long until i am home?

what is this scranus precious?

"fucking wind"

"oh youre trying to overtake?"
"no chance"
"downhil, weeeeeeee"
"dam headwind"
"haah youre still behind me butt face"
"my legs are on fire"
"slow down, try and look cool"
"sick skid"
"oh and now you overtake"
"oh look people"
"put the hammer down look fast"
"yea i nearly hit you get on the pavement"
"POTHOLES!!!"
"wheelied like a boss"
"ill slow clap you around the face"
"roundabout shhhhh"

the small conversation i had with myself yesterday
Ha - I remember the "slow clap around the face".

shudders

what is this scranus precious?

the delicate area between the scrotum and the anus.

"...should I be worried that I find women's saddles very comfortable...."

No eat more cake

"Should I be worried that I find women's clothing very comfortable?"

This is the confession thread...

Right?

"... should I have posted my most intimate saddle-thoughts on a public forum..." :-)

"Should I start looking for a new forum?"

:-/

"such as Mumsnet"

:-(

"....that man just smiled at me. Bet he thought I was girl.... hah!...loser.... oh hang on a mo...."

"That girl just smiled at me - Bet she's well jealous of my new outfit!"

"Oh dear they're frowning now... perhaps they know me from mumsnet?!"