I need to be honest for a moment. I’m not nearly as interested in being a great cyclist as I am in looking like I’m a great cyclist.
The problem is, I do not look — per se — like a great cyclist. I do, on the other hand, look like a big fat puddle of goo.
And my cycling clothes aren’t exactly helping. The tight shorts bind into my waist, creating an appalling “muffin top” effect. My belly protrudes. My calves are the very definition of “lack of definition.”
You get my point.
kinetic to latent to kinetic converter, bib girdles, power socks, geared singlespeed,