U-Turn

I went on a 20 mile(ish) bike ride on Saturday, with two friends. One is a bear-shaped bike obsessive with what the other referred to as 'split calves.' I gather that's something to do with having noticeably muscular lower legs. Anyway, I ended up borrowing one of said friend's fixed gear bikes. Now, I've been ranting about these for months to anyone who'll listen, ever since every hipster with a silly 'do and facial hair started wobbling around London Fields on bright pink examples, their spindly, none-split-calved legs creaking with the effort. Now I'm thinking about buying one. Maybe a single speed bike anyway, probably not set to fixed gear... The thing was, it was just very easy to cycle on such a light bike, and one that you're forced to peddle constantly. My other friend was on a mountain bike, and he was just visibly slower (sorry big man.) Anyway, it wouldn't be my first u-turn. I like to think of them as a sign of an open mind.

I can promise though, here and now, that I will always, always ALWAYS hate Banksy.