We spend a small enormity of time waiting. We wait for lights to turn green. We wait for riders to arrive to the ride. We wait for riding partners to finish repairing a flat or mechanical. Due to various practical considerations including the perceived notion that armchairs don’t stuff well into jersey pockets, we generally find ourselves doing our waiting astride our machines rather than more customary accommodations.
Like all Cycling activities, waiting must be undertaken with utmost attention to style and class, with the principles of Casually Deliberate applying in spades. This presents a number of technical challenges, however. Noting that we are clad in full-body spandex, ballet slippers, and what amounts to a hollowed-out coconut on our heads, the matter of looking cool is complicated not insignificantly when seeking to appear at ease perched upon the crossbar of our bikes, a device more likely to be used to provide sterility treatment than comfortable seating.
Take, for example, this photo of Faboo, Burghardt, and Huevo Rancheros. Motorcus and Burggie are using my preferred method of extending the right leg while resting the topmost portion of the hamstring on the top tube just fore of the seatpost. I prefer this technique not only for its obvious casual nature, but for its numerous functional qualities. First, having the right leg, not the left, extended ensures we don’t inadvertently apply the Cat 5 Tattoo. Second, it ensures our hamstring doesn’t become a hamstrung should the right foot suffer unexpected slippage.
Huevo, in contrast, is using an entirely unorthodox approach adopted, I’m assuming, from riding his skuut. Knowing he’s had some work done in the region, I suspect it might be more comfortable for him than for anyone not similarly unaltered and it is with that consideration that I strongly recommend this approach be avoided.
A broad glance at the riders in this photo reveals myriad examples of Waiting Properly while employing subtle differences in execution. The similarities are clear, however:
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Faboo does casually deliberate like no ones buisness. That dude has more in one strand of hair sticking out of his helmet while laying down the V than Huevos could ever manage.
Actually, if one learns to go counter intuitive by unclipping the left foot then the matter of the Cat 5 tattoo is circumvented entirely.
Cancellara does have style, but hey, a Swissman with Italian heritage - that makes sense.
I like when you are sitting on the top tube or trying to make a small adjustment and the bike rolls. "Would you stay the f*$# still?!" Oh wait, a bicycle is kind of meant to move...
I also enjoy how Burghardt is happy as, Fabian is smiling, and Lance is pissed off.
@Ron
I think the applause is for introductions of some kind. It looks as if Faboo just said some joke similar to Frank's about a certain someone sitting oddly as a result of being a testicle short. That explains Burghardt's outright laughter, Fabian's smirk, and Lance's seeming disinterest.
@Frank
Has the first photo of that 4 photo spread from Reporters Magazine been enlarged into a poster in your garage in order to display cycling under the Dutch flag? If not, it should be.
I try to look as bored as possible at stoplights. One elbow on the bar top, chin lodged in the palm.
great one frank, as usual
The Casually Deliberate 'waiting' is perhaps the task that I have had to stuggle with the most. I am patient, no doubt, but this waiting is different than our good virtue of 'patience'. Like for instance race day above, 'waiting' is very very difficult. I find myself nervous the night before, nervous the morning of, and by race time there is so much nervous energy pinned up, waiting is nearly impossible. The first moment a break takes, you jump, you respond, the peloton holds on...and your back together...but that wasn't the plan. Again, another, and one after another, and as a novice you learn....waiting is worth it. The break may go, but for the most part, not many stick and in the end (as metallica said) thats all that matters crossing the line.
My favorite Casually Deliberate photo of all time:
Sweat band: check. Big ass Oakleys: check. Huge Guns (upper and lower I might add) check. Chillin, thinking about who's legs Davis is gonna tear off: check.
And plus, his hair is lookin' pretty sharp too!
@Cyclops That is how I do it too. Since my right leg is stronger it just makes since to me to have it set at 2 o'clock ready to jump when the light turns green.
@frank got to admit though that the Cat5 Tattoo looks damn sexy on that calve!
fasthair
What Pharmstrong lacks in testes he makes up for in guns. Holy cripes. And Burghardt rockin the Yellow Princesses and a BMC is my boy. But help me out here, who's the Garmin rider in green? That doesn't add up.