The Tribe of Cyclists

I am a proud member of The Tribe of Cyclists
I like bikes and I ride bikes. A lot.
I wave at cyclists who wave at me.
I ask any cyclist on the side of the road if they need help (free air!).
I have pictures of my bikes on my office wall, I have a cyclist’s amulet on my key ring, and I want a bicycle tattoo.
Why the HELL can't I bring my bike in the office?????
When I'm at work I think about riding. When I'm riding I don't think about work.
I just like to ride, I don't keep mileage records (Ok, that's a total lie, I keep meticulous records of every ride, every mile and every minute).
If these things ring true for you, then you to are a member of the Tribe of Cyclists. It's that simple.
Even so, keep your dog out of my yard, he smells funny.
(Caveat: If you blow stop signs/lights, ride the wrong way, or ride two abreast in traffic then you are already a member of the Tribe Of Morons. Sorry.)

 

You are welcome to copy this for whatever.

Ride Fast, Ride Far, Cya!