On Lance Armstrong and Bikers in General...

Dayam...Lance Armstrong got another one...what is that...7?

My brother-in-law is going to kill me for this post, but you know...it's an open forum for me so what the hell...it's MY forum anyway, right? The feats of the Tour de France riders and teams amaze me. To bike up and down mountains and over cobblestones for days on end amazes me. It's the ultimate gut-check. These guys are good at what they do and that's why they do it.

What gets me is the after-work rider. Back at my old job, on my way home I'd drive by a peloton of riders all pedaling as a group. It's cool and all and I'm not quashing anybody's drive for fitness. To each his own. But, each and every one dressed like they were part of the tour...logos galore. I've never seen so much lycra in my life. It's now become a fashion statement. The other day I went to Jamba Juice and even they sell a bike jersey. Go figure.

I don't know...for me, I'm not too keen on any sport that requires me to dress up first. Hi-tops and a basketball...cool. A pair of Adidas and the open pavement...even better. Leather cleats, tri-pod golf bag, a Ping hat, tees, ball cleaner...etc...NEVERMIND. A karate gi I'll give you. You've gotta look like you can kick some ass if you're going to do that sport. I'll even give you ring shoes, gloves and head gear...but I gotta draw the line somewhere. You don't see a boxer walking into an office building in his shorts with his hands taped up do you? So don't bring your biker-shorts wearing ass into a place of business. That's just bringing so much uncalled for attention to your nads and I just don't want that as part of my life.

Maybe I'm boring. Maybe I'm cheap. Maybe it's too OA for me. Maybe I just don't give a damn.

Ain't it funny?