Wednesday, 15 May 2013

Review: Bike Snob Abroad


I started maternity leave this week!  No baby yet, just lots and lots of free time combined with being too large and awkward to ride a bicycle successfully. 


BORING!

Luckily, my other first love besides bicycle cycling is the reading of books.  And I had a good one waiting in the wings for just such a boring occasion. 

The trifecta of bike snobbery.
I totally adored Bike Snob: Systematically & Mercilessly Realigning the World of Cycling.  The second book, The Enlightened Cyclist: Commuter Angst, Dangerous Drivers, and Other Obstacles on the Path to Two-Wheeled Transcendence carried an important message but did not inspire the  fits of LOLling I've come to expect from Bike Snob

So, I guess in the scheme of things, Bike Snob was too funny, The Enlightened Cyclist was not funny enough, and Bike Snob Abroad: Strange Customs, Incredible Fiets, and the Quest for Cycling Paradise was juuuuuust right.

They say timing is everything, and maybe that's part of the reason I liked this third volume so much.  You see, the Snob is facing the final obstacle on his way to the summit of cycling smugness - having a family and continuing to ride a bike.  I am about to have this struggle myself, so I could relate.  He faces judgment and condemnation when riding around with his toddler.  I've had the same problem whilst riding pregnant.  How silly that people are so worried that I will fall off my bike on dry pavement, yet in previous months they encouraged me to take frequent walks on the skating rink we call a sidewalk.

Buy it!
Anyway, Bike Snob thinks this is bullshit, so he explores some of the European cities where cycling is more mainstream.  In Amsterdam, for example, no one bats an eye to see a toddler on a bike, helmets are uncommon, and bikes seem to be less of a status symbol and more of a functional means of transportation.

Sounds awesome, right?  I'm already planning our first international trip as a family to Amsterdam!

So, overall, I enjoyed the book.  And I think the take-home message was a good one: if you want your city to become more bicycle-friendly, the best thing to do is ride your bike as often as you can.


Friday, 19 April 2013

The Perfect City Bike... For a Flat City

Last fall, at the very end of the cycling season, I purchased this beauty.

The Trek Earl
Sometime in the middle of the summer, I decided that commuting to work on my old blue mountain bike was getting kind of lame.  I started the online hunt for the perfect bike... and decided on a Specialized Daily Globe.  Sadly, this bike was unavailable to me except in an electric shade of silver.  No thanks.  I waited patiently for the 2013 models to be introduced... and discovered that their colour combinations were, again, disappointing.

Then, BOOM!  I was casually breezing through Trek's website  and I found the perfect bicycle!  It had one single speed, a steel frame, lots of room for fenders, a bottle opener built in to the frame (I shit you not), and it was pink.  It was love at first sight.

It has a bottle opener!
I ordered it immediately and it arrived in two weeks.  I rode it to work and around the city until early October, when we were hit with an early snowfall.  I tweaked it a little before hanging it up for the year.  The clanging chain-guard had to go and the low-end Bontrager saddle was quickly replaced with a spare we had lying around the garage.

And now, in mid-April, we are officially declaring spring in Northern Alberta.  To celebrate, I put the final touches on the Earl this afternoon.

A thing of beauty
Now it's fully loaded and ready to hit the streets.  The fenders work great (there are still quite a few puddles around), those Specialized grips are a significant improvement, and yes, that is a Brooks saddle.

Dreamy, right?
I really really like this bike.  It's amazingly simple with its steel frame and single speed (flip-flop hub in case I ever feel like riding it fixie-style... as if).  But it's fast, too.  And maneuverable.  And fun to ride!  And it looks good.

As an added bonus, it turns out that this bike, not Bruce's cruiser, is the perfect pregnancy bike.  On the cruiser, I felt like I was continuously kneeing myself in the belly (the kid didn't appreciate this).  The Earl is comfortable, light, and difficult to crash.  Needless to say, however, I am looking forward to getting "back to normal" post-baby and riding this sweet unit around town, along with my other bikes.

Please don't run me over!

Saturday, 16 March 2013

Review: The Secret Race

I've waited a long time to weigh in on what BikeSnob has dubbed Shitstorm 2012.  I wanted to see how things would pan out before offering my opinions about Lance Armstrong's doping scandal, plus I've been busy with other things (like growing a person in my abdomen).

Ultimately, the whole thing has been pretty confusing, both mentally and emotionally.  Bruce and I got into cycling a few years ago, at a time when Bruce's father was sick with terminal cancer.  Understandably, Lance Armstrong was his hero - an amazing, successful cyclist who had beaten cancer and created Livestrong to support others dealing with the disease.  We had yellow bracelets, Livestrong gear, and even Bruce's Madone Project One was a homage to Lance:

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Of course, when the accusations started to get serious, we believed everything he said.  And why wouldn't we?  We weren't cycling fans during his Tour years.  We didn't know Tyler Hamilton or any of the other racers from that era from a hole in the wall.  It looked a lot like they were just throwing Lance under the bus to save their own hides.

Even after the Oprah interview, I continued to defend Lance.  Who gives a shit if he doped - everyone was doing it back then and he still beat them.  Plus, what non-cyclists don't understand is just how much strategy and teamwork goes into winning a big race like the TDF.  It takes a lot more than pure wattage to win, and Lance managed to do so repeatedly against the best cyclists in the world.

The Secret Race: Inside the Hidden World of the Tour de France - Doping, Cover-ups, and Winning at all Costs by Armstrong's former teammate Tyler Hamilton shows a very different side of the story.  To be frank, Hamilton paints Armstrong as a big douchebag.  If Hamilton is being honest, Lance is every bit the manipulative, over-competitive bully the media has made him out to be.  Reading this book has made it very difficult to view Lance in a positive light.


However, for me the discussion of Lance Armstrong's attributes was not the most interesting part of the book.  Rather, I found it fascinating to read about Tyler Hamilton's journey and the very real doping culture of professional cycling.

Hamilton raced clean for the first three years of his cycling career.  Like many cyclists, he was faced with a decision - dope or go home.  The use of performance enhancers was so prevalent in the mid to late 90s that clean racers just couldn't compete.  Hamilton chose to compete, and over time he became a team leader in his own right and a serious threat to Lance's supremacy.  Eventually, he was unlucky enough to get caught, after a blood test revealed that he had someone else's blood in his body (like, ICK).

The main forms of performance enhancement used at the time, according to Hamilton, were testosterone, EPO, and blood transfusions.  He claims that these methods are not so much for improving athletic ability, but work by preventing the loss of performance that occurs during long races (like the 3-week Tour de France).  Race organizers were unable to detect injected EPO because the body produces it naturally, so they regulated it's use by disqualifying racers with a hematocrit measuring over 50.  The trick was to get your hematocrit up over your natural level without crossing the threshold.  This allowed one's blood to carry more oxygen to the muscles.  A blood transfusion works on the same principle - that having more red blood cells allows for more oxygenation and stronger performance over long periods.  So now I know more about doping than I ever wanted to.

Hamilton says they never felt like they were cheating because everyone in the peloton was doing it.  The co-author, Daniel Coyle, adds the statement that these methods do not truly "level the playing field" because each athlete responds to them differently (footnote, page 62).  This strikes me as a stupid argument.  As far as I know, most athletes are not equal to start with, having different genes, different training and dietary regimes, and different equipment.  People don't participate in sports based on the premise that everything is equal - if they did, there wouldn't be a winner.

However, this makes me wonder about the ways society perceives doping.  Is it really cheating?  After all, it's not cheating to diet to the point of anorexia, to eat high energy foods, or to sleep in an altitude tent.  I think there's a very fuzzy line between acceptable race preparation and cheating, and where that line falls is usually determined by culture rather than science.  Testosterone and EPO are produced naturally by the body.  A blood transfusion is re-inserting blood produced by one's own bone marrow (unless the doctor mixes up the bags, in which case GET AN AIDS TEST).  Point being, we do things to alter our physiology all the time.  Sometimes it's considered cheating.  Sometimes it's not.

My favourite cyclist, Jens Voigt, gets exactly one mention in the book, on page 236.  Jens has written publicly about Shitstorm 2012, maintaining that he has never doped.  Sadly, Hamilton implies otherwise.  When Hamilton returned to racing after his suspension, he was snubbed by Jens in the peloton.  "I tried not to take it personally.  Maybe Jens was just afraid of being associated with me.  Maybe I was an unwelcome reminder of what might happen to him if he got popped."  I guess time will tell.

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Just look how cool this guy is!
Overall, I'm giving the book 4 stars out of 5.  There is really interesting stuff here, both for die-hard cycling fans and those who are curious about what Lance is really like.  I will add that although the story has a ring of truth to it, I'm not quite prepared to accept all of its revelations as fact.  It's not outside the realm of possibility that Tyler Hamilton's version of events is slanted to favour Tyler Hamilton.  Nonetheless, it was really interesting and quite well-written.
Tyler Hamilton on 60 Minutes (his hair is wavy like McDreamy's!)