tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198843833237575122.post1368954148733897471..comments2023-12-27T22:31:19.008-07:00Comments on The Bike Nazi: Nation of FattiesBikeboyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17379272663647894409noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198843833237575122.post-80140250939951471732007-08-29T13:11:00.000-06:002007-08-29T13:11:00.000-06:00I'm not a small dude, but I like rich food and bee...I'm not a small dude, but I like rich food and beer. I shudder to think what I'd look like if I didn't ride a bike everywhere, live in the 2nd floor apartment, and walk back and forth between my tiny old 13" TV and the couch. I doubt I burn many calories on the stairs or TV-trek, but I'm certain my car-free life takes care of it!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198843833237575122.post-53755205238031217632007-08-29T09:56:00.000-06:002007-08-29T09:56:00.000-06:00That's why my kids couldn't ride their bikes to sc...That's why my kids couldn't ride their bikes to school. Their momma sympathized with their getting sweaty, and having "helmet hair" when they arrived! <B>Oh, the humanity!!!</B> (School is one mile away, over perfectly flat terrain.)<BR/><BR/>Thank goodness my oldest daughter is now more independent, and rides her bike to work almost every day. (And she's looking very svelte, too, I might add!)Bikeboyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17379272663647894409noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198843833237575122.post-1705898779313479862007-08-28T19:21:00.000-06:002007-08-28T19:21:00.000-06:00My favorite excuse is "I don't like to sweat."Huh?...My favorite excuse is "I don't like to sweat."<BR/><BR/>Huh? It's preferable to swell up like the Michelin Man?misc.https://www.blogger.com/profile/08842877479476349012noreply@blogger.com