Why do you love riding?

Dunno. Just do. 🙂

It gives me an excuse to wear lycra.

Specifically…

because I get to experience that feeling I had the first time I ever rode a bike without stabilisers and my mum took me to the park and I rode up and down the path beside the school for what felt like hours.

I was 7 and it felt like freedom and challenge and success.

And it still does 38 years later.

helps me meet well balanced and reasonable folk via the internet

Love? Steady on.

It’s better than an exercise bike.

My my Yeti you have a small arse.

Pert though…….

Sweet

it makes me feel like a kid
every hill is an achievement
you can have as much fun on a bike that costs less than your friends forks
i get to play in the woods
i get to play with my friends
when i ride my brain stops thinking about work, family illness, death and other such rubbish
i’ve started loving nature more than BR (before riding)
i’m happier than BR
i’m fitter and less flabby than BR
my friends that i’ve suckered into riding are happier than BR
i find myself laughing to myself without realising when riding
its an activity i can share with mrsconsequence
i’ve met new friends through riding
i get to freewheel down hills with my feet sticking out shouting “WEEEE!”
i get to ride in the snow, rain and mud
i could go on an on….. 😀

I’m a masochist. I don’t actually like riding. Just the falling off bit. You should see my scars.

Cut Gate tonight. There’s not a cat in hells chance of me making it down without launching myself over the bars. COOL! 😀

Time to think, opportunity to vent frustration or chill out depending on the day. Not to fast that you miss things our too slow that you don’t see that much.

Cars do have a place but bikes allow you to interact with the world in a way driving or to an extent walking can’t.

No silly.. that’s a manakin! I’ve had my detachable hands replaced with hooks 🙄

I’ll take a picture of my bum in it this evening if you wish.

Actually sometimes I hate it.

FML

Beacuae when I broke my back and my neck in a car crash several years ago, I never thought I would be able to again.

But I can.

Makes me grin, stops me getting stressed. End of

It’s a bit Zen either because you’re pushing hard and don’t have time to think or because you’re bimbleing and have time not to think.

That and the stuff — Mmmmmmshiny

FTG (for the grin). Still makes me smile after nearly dying on a climb to then enjoy the whoosh as you rattle down the other side!!

It’s the closest I’ll ever get to being a kid again, playing on my bike in the woods with my mates.

It’s the closest I’ll ever get to being a kid again

Wait until you hit old age and have to start wearing nappies again.

It saved my life – probably (but has tried to take it a few times too).
It gave me independence and freedom.
I have met some brilliant people (and expect to meet lots more).
I feel empowered because I can fix my bike if it breaks (not disenfranchised like I feel when I look under the bonnet of my car).
It fills my tummy with smiles which bubble up and sometimes even actually burst out as a full-on laugh.
The technical aspect suits me, for I am a geek.

Cus riding bikes makes me smile 😛
Not when this is what I see through the window though…

then it makes me sad that I can’t ride without getting wet 🙁

Just an endorphin and adrenalin junkie and it lets me be a complete idiot and boast about it after.

Zero emissions? Try following someone on a 24hr around dawn and tell me that there are zero emissions. 😯

Zero emissions? Try following someone on a 24hr around dawn and tell me that there are zero emissions

lol, they’re also made by fairies from space dust, no mining or welding involved. And the engine doesn’t need feeding, either…

OP: I spend all week in an office, wearing a suit. Nice to get muddy or dusty at the weekend in the fresh air. And cleaning a climb is a great feeling.

It makes me smile and I like spending money on shiny stuff

Because sometimes it makes me literally whoop with delight like a little kid.

The beer at the end is justified.

you can eat lots of cake and not end up looking like most of you lot.

you can eat lots of cake and not end up looking like most of you lot.

You can only eat shit cakes when you’re a vegan though. You’d look like me if you were able to eat anything nice.

Because every once in a while when the planets align and you hit a bit of trail just right and you think “Wow I’m good at this!” Then seconds later you screw up and realise you are just human, or for the moments when you are riding alone and you feel like the whole world is yours!

You can make some ace vegan cakes actually but the jist is correct

Because today, I barely saw another soul out on the trails, I had a big smile on my face and it looked bloody pretty, just like so…

Freedom init
And being in the moment

It keeps ya fit without spend shit loads on gym membership and it get u places a car cant….life without a mtb would be crap-some say i should maybe get a good lady instead i think the two go hand in hand!! 😛

Just love the feeling of the freedom and getting away from the everyday world. The sense of acheivement and taking in the beautiful countryside most of the time not seeing anyone else. Its a escape from normality. Just been to Wales for a week of biking round Brecon, Afan and Cwmcarn and just didn’t want to go home. And of course the adrenaline rush its a great feeling to. Just love biking and of course my fab bike for being brilliant. 😀

For being able to do exercise in a fun way

…which in turn comes from that feeling of the first bit of singletrack that you hit in the day – the swoopiness of it – or that buzz you get from clearing a tricky section of gnarrrrrrr, or the secret thrill from fluking it round a bend as your rear wheel washes out and you just catch it in time to look like a god.

glad i’m not the only one that ends up laughing to myself without realising when out on the trails

Because it allows me to wear lycra.

+1 BLY Freedom