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Just popping in here to say how much it sucks to be so torn between cheering for our guys (who I feel like I really want to support), and fully realizing that they are in Utah now and that I have no reason to care about that franchise.

I missed following the off season stuff in a way that felt like I cared. I was shocked when GMBA traded away Geekie and got Sergachev, but...its not my team to give a shit about anymore.

It just feels sad to not have them around anymore. Even if the owners were total dicks that would have kept us from winning forever. Fuck the Meruelos.

This is the kickstarter for the latest in my absolutely favorite book series - the Bikes in Space short story collections from Microcosm Publishing.

This particular book features 12 stories from a splendid garden of potential futures, from the speculative to the surreal—all powered by bicycles, grounded in feminism, and blossoming with creativity.

I am not associated with Microcosm or the authors here in any way - just a huge fan of these books. I think there are people here who would really love this.

I have an aluminum Brodie Revel bike that I've attached a kids seat to. Is it safe for me to mount a double kickstand like the one in the link to this bike? It doesn't have a mounting plate, and someone told me I should only attach these to steel bikes or it will break the frame. Any insight would be super appreciated!

cross-posted from: https://lemmy.ca/post/24901802

cross-posted from: https://lemmy.world/post/16790112

Just tried commuting on my bike from Santa Monica to downtown Culver City today. I took the Exposition bike path, which was fine until I needed to get off of it to head south.

Google recommended I take National and--lo and behold--there's no bike lane with cars flying past at 55mph+ on blind hills. That's a death trap.

On the way home I left early to avoid traffic. I took Venice Blvd, since it has a protected bike lane all the way until McLaughlin which Google Maps called "bicycle friendly." No bike lane, of course, with cars flying past leaving a foot of distance between me and death. One testy driver in a BMW didn't want to wait the 15 seconds for me to pedal into the left turn lane to get back onto the Exposition bike path, honking and then flying by nearly killing me. Jeez lady, I'm not the city planner. Don't kill me to save 15 seconds.

How does Culver City put zero bike lanes going north to south connecting to the Exposition path? How do these drivers maintain their licenses?

What's a cyclist to do?

As mentioned in the title, BikeForums.net is a treasure, and you should bookmark it

cross-posted from: https://lemm.ee/post/33429181

The staggering health improvements from bike commuting (Shifter)

cross-posted from: https://lemmy.world/post/15958402

Coal Rolling Is a Menacing Crime—And It's on the Rise

Paywall-free link: https://archive.ph/3tLtL

The crash occurred on September 25, 2021, the first crisp day of fall after a hot Texas summer. Claudius Galo intended to ride a hundred miles or more that morning. “There was a chill in the air. It felt so good. The energy was high,” he recalls of the small group that gathered to ride with him.

Galo had moved to the Houston area from Rio de Janeiro, about 14 years prior. A calm and inquisitive engineer who works in the oil and gas industry, Galo had become unhealthy and overweight in his late thirties. He tried running but got hurt, so his doctor recommended adding swimming and cycling. Now 45, he’d lost 60 pounds and completed six Ironmans and almost a dozen half Ironmans. Tamy Valiente, 45, had come to the United States from Costa Rica nine years before. Inspired by the Ironman World Championship in Kona, Hawaii, in her twenties, she’d dreamt of becoming a competitive bike rider, but first, “I had to raise my babies,” she says. After going through a divorce, she eventually saved enough money to buy a bike frame and slowly began building her first racing bike part by part. She would often wake at 4 a.m. to train on the narrow roads close to her home back near San José, where buses crept by within inches of her handlebar. To Valiente, the U.S. felt like paradise. “The roads seemed safe. The traffic laws were actually enforced,” she says.

On the day of the crash, David Reynolds, a 45-year-old tattooed photographer with two teenage children, had ridden 11.5 miles to meet the group at Hockley Community Center, about 30 miles west of downtown Houston. Cycling was his “Zen time,” when he could zone out and let all his worries wash through him. Though he wasn’t training for an event, he had ridden for nearly 600 consecutive days. “I just like to ride,” he says. The group that rolled out that morning included three other experienced cyclists: Craig Staples, Brad Stauffer, and Keith Conrad. The six regularly met up to ride through Waller County, an agricultural and ranching community just outside the sprawling metropolis. The group would become known as the Waller 6.

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cross-posted from: https://sh.itjust.works/post/20850985

The safest road, mountain bike and urban helmets as rated by Virginia Tech