Mine is looking down when I get “air” to see how high I’m off the ground…

No matter how hard I try I keep doing it!

looking down and not ahead
and not having big enough testes.

Not riding the damned things enough! 😳

Not using it anywhere near enough (the bike).

EDIT; Beaten already!

yeti

Faffing.

Spending the housekeeping money and my kids inheritance on buying myself enough gear to match my talent.

Toes down.

Dragging rear brake. I might take it off

Recently it’s been concentrating on my technique so much I’m riding badly.
Twist hips, look ahead, drop heels…..ah balls thinking too much!

What I have a just spent and about to spend in the next month on lovely new bikes and all the upgrades for perfectly servicable parts fitted to them 8) First new bike/s in 2 years, oh yes! 😀

Falling off. It’s a painfully bad habit to have, and i can’t seem to stop.

Comfort braking.

Spending my time browsing classifieds looking for trinkets instead of just getting out and riding.

Washing it.

holding my saddle with my knees and not looking where i’m going.

Having no traction on the front wheel as my arse is hanging off the backwheel on anything vaguely downhill.

Dropping my pants to moon at pedestrians.

Mincing / refusing

Refusing +1, then backing up going for it and crashing.

I blame it on the weather.

My default cornering is terrible. Flat pedals and lazy hips. Only do it correctly when concentrating.

+1 Looking down while jumping but only on the smaller jumps thank goodness. Big jumps have me staring wide eyed and straight ahead with fear.

knocking back 5 pints after even the most modest of rides !!

pre ride faffing.

Panic braking

When trying bigger (for me) drops slowly, SPD bunny hopping off the top and clipping my rear wheel. I’ve managed fine so far ..

Letting my Camelbak go strange colours. Said to myself I’d sort it after today’s ride, I still haven’t. Must do it now.

Hunching up my shoulders. Don’t know why I do it. Wide bars have helped a little though.

Ending the ride with a bit of beer drinking

Stw

buying more bikes

Blowing my nose (finger on one nostril stylee) behind me without looking.

The almighty faff!

Too much weight on the back foot.

Er, spending 😳

smoking

All of the above.

I’m a crap rider, but I still love it 😀

Spending stupid amounts of cash on the one bike and then wondering why I am skint… Ah well. Oh, and not looking where I am going enough.

Apart form smoking and buying whole bikes, as Orangista. And singing really badly.

I’m caught in a rut,
I can’t get out eee oooo eee ooo eee
I’m going too fast baby.

Why can’t you see,
What’ll happen to me,
When I hit the side.

I can’t go on like this
In a flipping rut…

I’m sure you get the picture. I’m a mess!

I do the singing too, but just in my head, keeps my mind busy and helps me not think about the pain I’m enduring.

Supergrass ‘Moving’ is one of the usual ones in my head….

Unnecessary tyre purchases.

Obsessive bike cleaning.

Pie addiction.

Singing out loud: Rock Island Line today – kept me going for ages, that one.