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Unless you have faked "arriving" because the nookie has started cutting into your morning ride time, you cant call yourself a true cyclist :)

 

Her: "Sheez that was quick!?!"

Me: "Phew I know, but its because you are so damn sexy, bye see you in about 4 hours".

 

Its a win win, your partner gets a compliment, you get your (another) ride in!

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...when the wife taps you on the shoulder to enquire if there's any reason to ride with a helmet on an indoor trainer.

When my cycling related interest started I watched my first Cape Epic that way, I think we still have a photo somewhere that my wife took of me (unknowingly by me) watching the race that way while sitting on the couch. [emoji85] [emoji15]
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...............Not speaking to my wife for a while because she swears she saw a niner like mine for sale at makro. 

Whenever we are at Macro or Sportsmans Warehouse, I make a point of showing my wife how terribly expensive bikes have become........

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You know cycling is in your pet's blood when your family members know that you're home from a ride because the animals all rush to the door because they heard you un-cleating.

 

Ours just hear that freewheel sound and they rush to the gate .....

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They other day I suggested HiQ use Stans to plug a slow leak in my car tire and he said "Stans what?" (awkward silence) 

 

Suggesting a chainwhip to open a jar.  

 

Not speaking to my wife for a while because she swears she saw a niner like mine for sale at makro. 

LOL..we were at Macro and the wife pointed out to me that I could get the "same colour helmet for R250" here vs what I paid for a Spaz helmet on Friday .... I had a good laugh, started explaining to her RE the difference, but ended up just dropping the topic.

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When you know the paths and short cuts through the field better than the road names you are trying to avoid...

When you realize taxi's are actually pretty nice to anyone on 2 wheels

When I go to my LBS just for the smell

When the GF would rather have me smell of perfume and lipstick than Stans and chain lube

 

With all the street name changes in Pretoria this is actually not an indication of a cycling problem, just a Pretoria resident problem.

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Unless you have faked "arriving" because the nookie has started cutting into your morning ride time, you cant call yourself a true cyclist :)

 

Her: "Sheez that was quick!?!"

Me: "Phew I know, but its because you are so damn sexy, bye see you in about 4 hours".

 

Its a win win, your partner gets a compliment, you get your ride in!

 

As a true cyclist you should look into the benefits of cross training.  I am just saying ...

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When your 2 yr old daughter sees someone on a bicycle and points to them and says: "PAPPA"

haha my 3 yr old boy pages through my cycling magazines searching for me. And every 2nd bike is "pappa se fiets". My kids also keep telling me I must train more so that I can win the next race, this coming in at the back doesn't work for them  ^_^

 

This thread is hilarious, thanks guys, needed a laugh today! 

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Maybe it's a sign for you to start taking up a different sport, maybe lawn bowls or something less hazardous to your well being?

 

 

 

Just to note lawn bowls has the highest fatality rate of any outdoor sports ! 

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Ours just hear that freewheel sound and they rush to the gate .....

I can swear that my dog does the same. My wife says I am nuts. Well maybe she is right, but I still tell her the dog knows when I get home on the bike!

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I can swear that my dog does the same. My wife says I am nuts. Well maybe she is right, but I still tell her the dog knows when I get home on the bike!

I hear Ghost howl, but he gets set off by the Maltese that yaps and chases me a block away. By the time I shake the poodle, Scar joins in with a "woof the f?" bark at Ghost, which is then answered with Ruby's EMP bark as I round the corner to my cul-de-sac...then a growling, yelping assembly with Jules and Squamish at the top gate follows. Then silence, as they watch, then race me down to the bottom gate...where the crescendo hits! I love coming home to my dogs on my bike :-)

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