This late fall, Sir Fixalot may be what my esteemed colleague OMGMRJ (right) calls a mullet bike, as it has a skinny tire with a sorta deep rim up front, and a fatty tire in back. Or maybe it is a badonkadonk bike. At any rate, I gotta carry two pumps and two kinds of tubes since the front is Presta and the rear is Schrader. This symbolizes my bike’s indecision between the racey fast fixie crowd and the chill slow cruiser crowd. Being a hybrid bike, it can never quite decide where to fit in. In fact, currently, only the right pedal has a toe cage on it, but that’s because I destroy them like no tomorrow, and I don’t really want to replace the left one when the bike will soon be in hibernation.
What is NOT is hibernation is
bicycle advocacy issues. Which is why I’m happy to announce the formation of the Minneapolis Bicycle Coalition. What IS in hibernation is the Minneapolis Bicycle Master Plan, which needs to be read over, chewed on, digested, and metabolized into something beneficial to cyclists of all stripes in Minneapolis. I’ll try and keep you posted. Minneapolis
Another hawt topic in
bike internet circles is women (aka grrls or gurls) and bikes. Historically, typical women’s fashion can interfere with the use of a bicycle as a form of transportation. This currently includes skirts (it’s not “accepatable” to just let them fly in the wind), high heels, non-helmet hair (or hair tied up), and cleavage (you get a little more with drop bars); at one time in history, it also included hoop skirts and corsets. Most of all, the image of what is feminine (not to be confused the reality of being female) does not gibe with the image of a bicycle commuter: sweaty, self-reliant, daring. Having a disproportionate responsibility for child rearing in a often hostile commuting environment doesn’t help, either. The best way to get Jane Q. Public to start biking would be to have Oprah start biking and talk about it on her show. Oprah, if you are reading this, and I know you are, make it so. Minneapolis
Of course, soon, we will not be able to tell male from female cyclists, as all body shape will be bundled under layers of clothing and gear and obscured with yards of billowing snow. Bicycle androgeny… looking forward to it.