Some cyclists simply cannot imagine wearing anything but Lycra while riding. For a time, I was such a rider.
These days, I don't wear Lycra--though, perhaps, not for the same reason as this rider:
Can you imagine him in an outfit like this?:
In the middle of the journey of my life, I am--as always--a woman on a bike. Although I do not know where this road will lead, the way is not lost, for I have arrived here. And I am on my bicycle, again.
I am Justine Valinotti.
Some cyclists simply cannot imagine wearing anything but Lycra while riding. For a time, I was such a rider.
These days, I don't wear Lycra--though, perhaps, not for the same reason as this rider:
Can you imagine him in an outfit like this?:
Once upon a time, I was a wannabe, unsuccessful, and then a manqué, racer. I wore jerseys—and sometimes shorts and helmets—that were veritable riots of color.
These days, most of the Lycra bike outfits I see are in carbon-bike hues: stealth black, carbon-neutral gray and the like.
Oh, I miss the good ol’ days!
And that’s the reason why I posted it. Really!
Most schools and workplaces have dress codes. So do some societies and countries. Then there are the unwritten rules about what you should or shouldn't wear. Bike clubs and sometimes even informal groups of riders have them. Rarely, if ever, is someone barred from a ride that isn't a sanctioned race for not wearing the "proper" attire. But sometimes the body language and facial expressions of other riders tell you all you need to know:
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