Anatomy of a Photo: The Joy of the Ride

Being the youngest in my family meant I spent a few long years staring at my older siblings’ bikes, wishing for the opportunity to grow up too fast and get to the prescribed age of being allowed to ride a bike. When the time finally came, my brother took me to the trail behind the house and I learned to ride a heavy yellow 10-speed procured from the bicycle department at none other than the esteemed local Sears.

Even on that first wobbly ride down that bumpy dirt trail, the joy of riding along above the ground and feeling as close as a person could come to understanding what birds feel like when they take flight was immediately addictive. Even today, when I climb on my bike, I still feel that same thrill of my first ride, albeit with presumably less Rule Violations than this little tyke.

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The founder of Velominati and curator of The Rules, Frank was born in the Dutch colonies of Minnesota. His boundless physical talents are carefully canceled out by his equally boundless enthusiasm for drinking. Coffee, beer, wine, if it’s in a container, he will enjoy it, a lot of it. He currently lives in Seattle. He loves riding in the rain and scheduling visits with the Man with the Hammer just to be reminded of the privilege it is to feel completely depleted. He holds down a technology job the description of which no-one really understands and his interests outside of Cycling and drinking are Cycling and drinking. As devoted aesthete, the only thing more important to him than riding a bike well is looking good doing it. Frank is co-author along with the other Keepers of the Cog of the popular book, The Rules, The Way of the Cycling Disciple and also writes a monthly column for the magazine, Cyclist. He is also currently working on the first follow-up to The Rules, tentatively entitled The Hardmen. Email him directly at rouleur@velominati.com.

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  • When I was 5, my dad taught me to ride a bike by pushing me down a hill.  Evidently I missed the part of his Bike Riding Orientation entitled "Braking and Steering" and rode into a basketball hoop pole at the bottom of the hill.  I cried, in part due to my first case of road rash, but mostly because the bike was broken and I couldn't do it again.   In retrospect, my descending skills have not evolved much since that day.

  • @Teocalli

    @litvi

    What rule violations? C’mon! This little dude is a star. Yeah his glasses are inside his helmet straps, but he’s got gloves, a jersey, proper shorts, drop bars… and no computer, ALL V-METER!!!

    You go, little guy. Don’t let @frank get you down. He’s just jealous because you look like Axel Merckx development team material!

    When your race number is nearly as big as you are you get some waivers.

    Some folks, when a bib # is pinned on, it means to them, no f***ing around time. And clearly, this young man has that mojo going on. I wouldn't want to have been trying to catch his wheel right then! #morekidsonbikes

  • While categorized under 'rule violations', this seems like a perfect example of Rule #70. Dude is in it to win it.

  • @Rick

    Oh yes.  I totally love riding now more than ever b/c I find that if forced to run, I just ache in nearly all of my joints after a decent run but even after a long, challenging day in the saddle, all I have is muscle fatigue, not joint soreness.

    So wonderful.

    And commuting into work at O-Dark Thirty (with my new trusty lights bought with Frahnk's advice--they kick arse!) is just amazing as I am usually still half asleep but end up waking up and feeling so alive prior to stepping into the clinic.

  • And is there not some Rule, hidden in the Rules somewhere around here that says that "Whomever is having the most fun on the bike, wins?"  Is that not the most fundamental principle to the whole V-ness of the Universe?

    That should be Rule 0.5 as it supercedes all others, no?

  • I start each day by walking my dogs in the woods. What a great reason to get out of bed! Seeing those two gals sniff around, chase each other, have the time of their lives every darn morning.

    I start and end each work day with a bicycle ride. It's awesome. I like my job, but to bookend the work day in such a way is great. Cycling definitely keeps one young at heart, which is why it's (almost) laughable when some motorist slows down just to cuss you out and tell you to stay off "their" roads. Ha, we're out having fun, they're taking time from their day to yell at a stranger.

  • @sthilzy

    that's just one of many beauties found here - http://cyclingtips.com/2016/05/photo-highlights-from-the-2016-giro-ditalia/

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