One of the great dichotomies of being a Cyclist is that of our commitment to suffering paired against our fastidious attention to our appearance. We sacrifice endlessly for the sake of our craft, suffering hours on end in horrendous weather and diverting any money saved on depriving ourselves of food into maintaining and improving our equipment. At the same time, our morale hangs in the balance, governed by the silence of the machine we ride, the precision and coordination of our kit, or the state of our handlebar tape.
It has long fascinated me, the control that morale holds over our condition as riders. Training is obviously a fundamental component to our performance, but the edge of our form is sharpened or blunted by our mental state. Bad weather is a major lever for me personally; the more rubbish the weather, the better I feel about myself just for being out there and thus the better I ride. Which brings to light the underlying principle: it isn’t about vanity as much as it is about genuinely feeling good about ourselves, an idea concisely captured by Fournel’s Theorem: to look good is already to go fast.
It should come as no surprise to anyone that I take great pride and put a tremendous amount of energy into my appearance, both on the bike and off. Don Walker, who built my Hour track bike, remarked that if I spent half as much time training as I did worrying about the paint job, I’d stand half a chance at beating the record. (That’s two halves, are they additive or multiplicative?) The notion is nonsense, of course, although the observation does have a certain logical resonance. But what he is missing is the amount of Awesome I’ll feel climbing aboard the bike with matching VLVV skin suit; enough Awesome to power ten morons, plus two. You can’t train against that kind of Awesome, you have to fabricate it.
When out training, I shamelessly peer into every plate glass window I encounter, taking in how Fantastic I Look. In fleeting observations more akin to stop-action motion than live-film, I study my position, my weight, my stroke, and how my kit looks and fits. I’ll repeat this: shamelessly. And I’m willing to bet you do, too, even if you’re not willing to admit to it as flagrantly as I am. We never get to see ourselves busily at work at our craft; who doesn’t like a serendipitous acknowledgement of the fruits of our labor?
If you’re not window shopping, you’re doing it wrong. Or you’re lying.
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@Oli
Or blatantly! What a gigantic brain fart that was. Funny thread here as a result, got me chuckling a bit for sure.
@wilburrox
I didn't want to call myself a Grinch, but I'm delighted you caught the reference.
@Haldy
They arrive on Tuesday, courtesy of @Marko. And yes, I will have a mirror. I'm not a savage, after all.
@Ron
They are custom Jawbreakers. I've got both the new Radar EV's and Jawbreakers and love them both. Prefer the Jawbreakers just because of my giant face and how they look on it. But they get a tad warm so use the Radar EV's in warmer conditions or more stop-start conditions like CX.
@wiscot
Ah, so there is a reason to go through Kewaskum!
Also guilty as all the rest here. Re: watching shadows, I'm always wondering if the angle of the sun/ground etc is making me look better or worse that the real thing.... but I never fail to at least go for a glance.
next time pick a cleaner window
@Mitch
Now we can't use moron? This madness has to stop!
@Buck Rogers
When you look this good, it's our responsibility to spread the love around!
@teleguy57
A reason? It's the "Gateway to the Kettle Moraine"! It's also on the way to/from some of the best low level traffic riding around!
If my shadow looks bad, it's never my fault, it's the angle of the sun.
@RedRanger
This is Seattle. No rain, Sun, or a clean window. Pick two.
Pretty much down to summer weight, getting in a bit of altitude training but not many shop windows around here.