A few days ago, I saw a post on Facebook. It was an article written by some dude I have never heard of and it was quoting his “Bicycle Theory” I was hoping to be able to read it later, but alas, it was lost into the wilds of Facebook history
It was one of those things, though that stuck with me. I have been trying to figure out what Tony’s Bicycle Theory would be…
First off a pet peeve. In the true scientific method (Yes I was supposed to be a science teacher) a theory is NOT what most people think it is. When people in normal life ask, “What is your theory?” They are saying, what is your best guess. In fact, I have heard more than one person say, “Scientists KNOW evolution is not real, it’s ONLY a theory!” (Michelle tells me it is WRONG to punch people, but those who say this….)
In the scientific method, for something to become a theory, it first must be a question that is asked, then research done in order to develop a hypothesis. Once the hypothesis is developed, experiments are done, results tabulated and interpreted. Experiments are then refined and redone. With the results published for others, who can then do their own experiments to confirm or refute the original hypothesis and lab results.
Only after this has been done time and time again, with all experiments supporting the original hypothesis, can it become an accepted theory. So if something is a theory, it has been proven time and again, and withstood all challenges!
Thank you for letting me vent!
OK, so what is Tony’s Bike Theory? Well first off, know this, after all my spouting, my theory is base solely on my history, observation and miles. I welcome responses, and discussion, but, I doubt you will be able to change my mind. I would also love to hear your theory.
But, wait, I guess I have to tell you mine first…
Well, here it is, if you use your feet to move pedals and those pedals turn wheels that move you from one place to another, you are a cyclist!
OK, thanks for reading! I will…
What? You are wondering why I took the time to write this and some of you are wondering why you wasted the time reading something that seems obvious? Well, not all agree with this.
There are some who believe that to be a cyclist, one must ride fast, and far, and often. Spandex must be worn head to toe, GPS data must be recorded and gallons of sweat must shed. Finally with a glimpse while passing another cyclist at 30 MPH you can tell whether the frame is carbon, aluminum or steel!
Yeah that aint me.
I think differently. Almost all of us, at one time or another, have been this little one.
Want proof? Here’s me.
For many of us, the first bike is the most amazing gift ever. We don’t care if there is snow outside, we want to ride it NOW. Both the little one on top and little Stroh on the bottom are cyclists! (Well as soon as they figure out how to make the pedals work.)
I see these little ones all the time on the trail
Those little legs keep them moving. Notice the lack of spandex.
The smiles stay with you when you grow up.
My gorgeous wife Michelle has a bike as well. She and I ride the neighborhood once or twice a summer. She smiles every time. Yep she is a cyclist!
Notice her bike? It is perfect for her. I don’t care what your bike looks like.
Let me add to these stories, the three-wheeler above? It is ridden by an elderly gentleman in my neighborhood, with his wife walking beside him I wish I had a photo of the smile on his face every time YEP a cyclist!.
I also want to add this photo to the cargo bike. This lady rides (or did until her cargo bike was stolen recently!) all over Portland wearing these shoes. One tough cyclist!
Then one last one, stealing this from Sarah on the Honoring My Compass Blog.
She can and will ride that bike everywhere and anywhere, and live for days off what she can carry. Notice the lack of spandex and the socks and sandals! Click the link to her blog to see where this folding bike named Bromleigh can take you!
I told you age doesn’t matter, and shared the littles above, here is more proof, this lady was cruising along!
I am going to simplify my theory some. If you own a bike or have ever owned one. If you are an avid, occasional, or a used to be rider, you are a cyclist!
I have people I care about very much who are all Cyclists. Michelle about the love of my life.
Sarah and Bromleigh the BEST friend I have never met in person
Manda and Liz who rode the STP, two of the toughest chicks I know
Sandy and Her Husband Bob (No current photos) my favorite Canadian cyclists.
My Oregon Coast riding partner Rob
The lovely, talented and excellent rider Kim
And, the in my opinion, one of the best. My Buddy Joe Kurmaskie, the Metal Cowboy.
This man has ridden all over the world, been chased by an elephant, and attacked by geese. His best adventures are those that involve riding with his entire family. Click the link above to check out his books! (I recommend them all!)
Why does all this matter? Because I have found cyclists to be, hands down, some of the nicest, warmest and most giving people there are. So if you don’t have a bike, think about getting one and joining us! We’d love to have you!