Category Archives: fixie

List of lists

I can feel time passing quickly. Even though the start of the ride is still four months away it is beginning to feel very imminent. It has reached the point where I am making lists of lists. I have a list of spares; a list of camping stuff; a list of clothes; a list of cycling gear; a list of medications; a list of electronic stuff.

One big piece of luck has come my way though. Two Australians who did the full TdA in 2010 are passing through Dar Es Salaam at the moment. I was put in touch through a friend. They are all coming over for dinner tonight – and we will go through the lists. Kind of like asking friends to come see the slides from your trip with the kids to Disney World. But hey. They get a free dinner.

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More and more bikes (3)

Here is a good example of the way in which bikes are becoming symbols of exclusivity instead of inclusivity. This is from an ad on Craigs List from ‘a dude in SAN LUIS OBISPO’ trying to sell a ‘fixie’ (The language itself is a sign of exclusion. What’s a ‘fixie’? A ‘fixie’ is a fixed wheel bike. That is, it cannot coast because the back wheel is fixed. As long as the bike is moving the pedals keep going round and round. It has only one gear and no brakes. You stop by pushing back on the pedals and skidding. Most bikes when I was skid were a type of ‘fixie’ but they had a coaster brake, that is a brake in the rear hub activated by pedaling backwards.)

Anyway, here is the ad:

I tried so hard. I dated a girl from Portland. I criticized cheese. I applied the term artisanal to every inanimate object that went in or on my body. I burned and singed my forearms just to make it look like I was going to culinary school. I grew Carol Brady hair. I got itchy from the finest flannel and I cut off circulation from the waist down with jeans that made my ass look like an elevator button.

… And I rode a fixie.

No more. It’s all gotta go. The hair, the macrame, the texting overages, the Netflix and Hulu Plus. The record collection (have you ever tried to box up and move an effin stack of LPs?!) … and the bike.

This guy seems to have had no interest at all in cycling. He only seems to have been interested in the ‘exclusivity’ it lent him and what it supposedly said about him – or should I say his ‘brand’.

But he’s changing, so I guess it’s back to basics for this ‘dude’ (does he need to meet Grant Petersen?). Or is it just brand repositioning?

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