Surely you all have noticed this. While in Starbucks on Sunday morning, there were two cyclists ahead of me in line. These are the guys that ride 100+ miles on weekends. These guys have ALL the gear: camel packs, neon this, bright that, spandex bodysuits, goggles, cute little clip shoes, $300 super-duper aerodynamic helmet, $2000 road bikes. These guys act like they are bastions of manliness and physical fitness. The thing is, though, that they are FAT AS F*CK!
I don’t get it. Is it fun to ride a bike ALL WEEKEND LONG? Do they really enjoy resting 200#s on that 10 square inches of seat for hours on end? Maybe they think they are healthy? Maybe they think they look cool?
I am baffled. I don’t know which group is worse: these guys, or fat runners.
Everyone likes to toot their own horn, but look at us. We look better. We are stronger. We eat healthy because we have to to look better and get stronger. We carry less fat and thus have healthier hearts. And we have more practical application with our ability: when might you need to run for two or three hours without stopping, and when might you have to lift some heavy shit?
I work with a bunch of guys that ride bikes at lunch. They are all skinny fat. I kind of feel sorry for them. But not really. I am not saying that riding bikes all weekend is easy. Actually, I am. I personally could do it and easily due to my slow twitch make-up.
Lastly, before you pipe up on Lance. Yes, hats off to Lance Armstrong. He is cycling’s genetic freak and a very bad man.