Hey guys, we're turning non-drive now.
I have a hard time with labels, which is why I am terrible at remembering people’s names. I remember the person and the conversation, but I rarely remember their name; the person had meaning, the label did not. I also can’t tell my left from my right which similarly feel like labels for “this way” or “that way”. For me to remember which is which, I generally have to imagine which hand I write with, and then I’m off to the races. Usually several hundred meters after the turn I was supposed to take.
With alarming frequency, some bright spark will remind me of the childhood trick to distinguish the directions: your left hand makes an ‘L’. I’m also dyslexic, so both hands look like an ‘L’. I just wind up standing about with my hands in front of me as though I’m trying to frame a photograph.
This problem is not uncommon, but it nevertheless presents a bit of a challenge on group rides, especially with new riding partners. The old sages have all been been issued the “Frank Manual” and are normally briefed on any revisions to the manual in case they hold an outdated edition. As a matter of necessity, newcomers are generally given the crash course on my directional challenges on-demand. “Crash” being used here more figuratively than literally, but I am compelled to report that the record is not perfect in this regard.
I’ve ridden with @Haldy several times, but only on Cogals where the dynamics of the group dictate something less than a 1:1 dependency on riders being able to perform this basic skill we typically master as a child. This weekend was different; @Haldy and I headed out for our first training ride together, a jaunty 4-5 hour spin about the northern Seattle suburbs and country roads. We had hardly left the house before my weakness was exposed.
Haldy: Left at the stop sign.
Frank: Oh, you should know I can’t tell my right from left, and I’m dyslexic, in case you have a clever childhood trick to suggest.
Haldy: [without missing a beat] Turn to the non-drive side.
And just like that, he solved the riddle.
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@Harminator
Personally, I can't see a problem with either of those options but I can't imagine William giving any sort of direction/instruction without adding at least one "cunt".
@frank, I've never been diagnosed with dyslexia but I wouldn't be surprised if it's in there somewhere. There are no black and whites, just a broad spectrum.
It does cause a healthy level of confusion when I'm leading a club run.
You're truly special, Frank.
@Oli
"Dirty" and "Clean" seem so much more appropriate.................and simpler!
@chris
Yes. On reflection.
Alex goes straight. (Rock solid. In the drops.)
William: "What the FOOK! Left. LEFT YOU CUNTS!"
Frank goes right.
@Harminator
William: "Je deja explique you fooking eejit" was my favourite
@the Engine
My favorite was Brett yelling forward after hitting a hole:
"HEY! POINT THAT SHIT OUT".
Best retro-grouch on the planet. End of.
Directional challenges aside, was anyone else screaming at their television/computer during the final 10k of Strade Bianche? What a race. Brambilla rode like a mad dog.
I'm afraid I am similarly challenged. My childhood trick goes back to second grade, standing in my parents' living room practicing a Mexican folk dance for an upcoming concert at the school. The dance started with a step forward with the left foot, which happened to be the foot closest to the picture window in the living room. Needless to say, this mental cue, while rock solid, is rather cumbersome in tight situations – like when passing other riders, for example. The combination of being passed, plus being passed on the opposite side one is expecting, tends to make people a little cross. Perhaps my cheerful sombrero lessens the sting.
The drive side vs. non-drive side method is so much simpler. Brilliant.
@brett
First rule of fight club
@brett
How's it hangin?
Drive side.