The Natural Linguist

I have decided that I'm not a Cyclist. I just like to ride my bike. There's a difference. Cyclists are serious. They've got the fancy duds. They've got the expensive wheels. They've got the cool equipment. They roam in large packs. I'm just a dilettante, a dabbler. I wear gym shorts and an old JavaOne t-shirt. I ride an inexpensive bike. Also, I'm a fair weather cyclist only. I have no interest in enduring pain and fatigue or sacrificing all my time for the sake of The Sport. And as for money for fancy equipment...well, let me just paraphrase Tolkien by saying that bringing up young Hobbits takes a great deal of provender. My only concession to fashion is a helmet. After all, one may be indifferent to the admiration or scorn of Serious Cyclists, but one still has one's pride; there's no need to be a pariah. In the end I guess I'm just a hedonist. Riding my bike is for the solitary pleasure of enjoying the sunshine, the breeze, and the movement. I