The Rules – They were never expected to become this well known. Nor was the list ever going to get this long or be taken this seriously. The Rules were first suggested as a few basic guidelines just to keep some basic civility and decorum on the road. But we took it too far (as we do everything) and now The Rules somehow define the Velominati, the inverse of intention. I use the communal ‘we’ as all Velominati share some responsibility in this.
In the spirit of a new year and spring cleaning, we have ourselves a Rules overhaul, with some New Rules to get excited about. Rule #38, #47, #79 and #81, we forget what those were, but we are moving on. For the official stone tablet version, refer to The Rules page.
- Rule #38 – Don’t leapfrog. Don’t ride back into a group that just passed you and ruin their pace, the pace that you couldn’t keep or you wouldn’t have been passed in the first place, and especially if you’ve been passed by women. Deal with it. You’ve been chicked, get used to it. There are a lot of badass women cyclists and they are going to pass your ass. @Jen gave us this Rule, suggested from personal experience and “getting chicked” is in the lexicon.
- Rule #47 – Drink Tripels, don’t ride triples. Brett was rightly offended by someone on our facebook page suggesting “kicking back with a Corona”. Everyone should be offended by this, even people who come from the land of that other great amber embarrassment, Fosters. I’m told they export it only, there should be a Rule about that. Thirty years ago we were all excited in the USA about the massive oil cans of this exotic Fosters, except you couldn’t chill it cold enough to not taste it and there was even more of it to be gagged down. Enough! Quality beer is a recovery drink. It makes you a better cyclist. OK, that’s a stretch, a happier cyclist then.
- Rule #79 – Fight for your town lines. From our good mate @Rob; “I was out yesterday to start the serious training for the 200 on 100. Met up with a group that were strong but have no race experience. We passed through at least five town lines and one double-point town/county line (nearby is my all time favorite triple – state/county/town). There should be a Rule that says something like “Town lines must be contested or at least faked if you’re not into it”. Every time we went through without sprinting, it was like, what a waste – this is boring! And I’m not even saying I would have won any.” When @Rob speaks, I listen, especially when sprinting is the subject. And yes, he would have won most of those sprints. I miss those rides: mindlessly rolling along when from behind, someone opens up a huge handlebar throwing sprint for a town line that everyone else is too dumb to realize is right up the road. Trash talking ensues, it’s all a way to pass the k’s, amuse each other and hone your sprint. Or nervously clicking ergo shifters so people close by hear and think you are preparing for the big shift and sprint as the town line approaches, forcing someone to do something as the ergo-clicker does nothing but rides along with a dumb grin on his face.
- Rule #81 – Don’t talk it up. Cruel but fair, tempting as it is to talk about one’s most recent road rash to one’s cycling buddies but really, if you are still riding, how bad could it have been? And it was probably your own fault so better to keep quiet. @MarkyMark gave us this gem then he disappeared. MarkyMark come back, you’re famous now.
- Rule #88 – Don’t surge. A rule concerning the mechanics of group riding: when in a paceline, ride the tempo, before you tire, pull off, slow enough to drift to the back as the line ride through. It’s not rocket science, impress people by keeping the pace, not upping the speed when you get to the front. Thanks to John Perry, Sydney Cycling Club for Rule #88.
So there you have it, a slew of new Rules for you to meditate on, discuss amongst yourselves, and of course, Obey.
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@marko
It's a moot point now. Can't get either down here. But I was never a fan of Summit and lived up the road from the brewery. Surly was good.
@RedRanger
Too bad. I know how that goes--Woodchuck cider is permanently ruined for me for the same reason.
I'm a fan of reds and ambers, and I pretty much stick to local brews, so Leinie's Red and Sprecher Amber are always on my short list. As far as ales go, there's nothing better than a Spotted Cow to go with a Cheesehead Dreamburger from the Chancery in Milwaukee. Yum.
@Mikael Liddy
Pink Baum. Sweet.
@Mikael Liddy
Hot. But it needs some white bar tape at the least.
@Barry Roubaix
Well said!
@sthilzy
by the way, seeing the picture above the article, this is a real Tripel Karmeliet glass. Which would you prefer?
@The Oracle
One of many post Cogal options:
@Sam
COMPLETELY agree.
Man, crits just do not have the same feeling as a long RR. It seems impossible to really get a feel for the road, the group, and lay strategy in a 30 to 45 minute race. After three hours in the saddle and hauling up another climb, that's when you know what you are made of. That's when it hurts the most to see that last wheel creeping away from you and you just bury yourself beyond belief to hold that wheel. That's when a bond is formed between yourself and whoever is still left on the road with you. Man, THAT is racing to me.
Crits are hard and hurt, no doubt, but they just are not "true" racing to me (whatever that means).
@Chris
I think that's the first time I've been accused of being factual on here. And I think the feeling you and your friend had is called Dutch Courage.
PBR and a flannel shirt! Nice.
If you are ever in the land of headwinds known as the Canadian Prairies, ask for a Pilsner. Locally made in Lthbridge, Alberta and drank exclusively by anyone from Saskatchewan. It is as upscale as deer sausage and well...Pilsner.
And what is up with Corona? There ae better Mexican beers than that "plonk."