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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Great piece again frank and highly amusing. Appropriate band photo BTW with Joey showing just a hint of a smirk.
The casually deliberate pose while waiting is always at the back of my mind. Red traffic lights? An opportunity to wait properly whilst deliberating the current state of world economies yet still slightly annoyed frown showing, as having to wait instead of laying down the V. Does that make me a SNAC (sensitive new age cyclist)?
Ramones!
@wiscot
I love it! You're coming into your own!@Oli
As a matter of course, I meant to say "Oli, use the fuckin' reply button! You're confusing my tiny brain!" - I was trying to insult myself, but insulted you instead. Call it instinct.
@minion
@Oli
@eightzero
That's three wins in a row. IPA through-the-nose gold!
New favorite, by the by, is the Seattle Two Beers Evolutionary IPA. In cans, of course, I try not to drink beer packaged in bottles anymore, if I can help it. Cans, poured into a V-Pint: tastes just like from the tap.
@wiscot, @huffalotpuffalot
Kelly with four asses and clipless pedals! Wrong wrong wrong!
@huffalotpuffalot
I think this is my all-time favorite cycling photograph, and I thought about using it as the main photo, except I can't find a big enough version of it. The Phophet, of course, but look at it all. Perfect, model Cash Del going on, perfectly manicured and drilled-out machine, brake levers positioned perfectly, gorgeous wheels. He even has the lazy levers set to the most elegant position possible. And, you know that saddle was adjusted once or twice on the ride over.
I'm just not sure why he bothered with the little ring; surely it got little use.
Byt that brings up another thought I've had kicking around for ages. I catch a lot of shit for how low my bars are, but check out the drop on his bars. That's not a compact or shallow-drop; those are some old-school deep-drop bends.
Looking at the photo, if I were to match up a scale-model of my own bike to his, I bet the tops of the bars would be way higher than mine, the hoods a bit higher, and the bottom of the drops at about the same height. Maybe I'll try to photoshop something, but I'd feel dirty besmirching that photo with an overlay of my bike(s).
@frank
Does anyone even make drops that deep anymore?
@harminator
thank you for that Harminator - can't stop laughing. not even going to try explain this to the rest of the office.
@eightzero
Amateur stripes = grease marks on the back of your calf from bumping the chainring into your leg while trying to look casually deliberate. And it had better be your right fucking leg. If it's on your left leg, well, there ain't nothing anyone can do for you. Best go find that cliff to throw your cycling self off.
@frank
Haha! I knew that instantly - as if you'd insult me!
My favorite casually deliberate image, skip right to about 2:10