6. Wearing a sponsor-festooned jersey while riding your bike
Dubious behavior: Pedaling around town in a skintight, pro-style bicycle jersey plastered with the names of major European corporations.
Doofus factor: Very high. That steep hill by your house isn’t the Pyrenees; the guy in the nearby car doesn’t want to hand you a water bottle; riding an extra mile won’t strike a decisive blow against cancer; no one is paying you a dime to be out here; no one is about to knock on your door and request a urine sample. Why? Because you are not Lance. Know those silly-looking flame-retardant jackets worn by NASCAR drivers? Imagine wearing the same thing to the grocery store.
Suggested solution: Wear a T-shirt or a plain-colored jersey. You even can wear yellow.
Mitigating circumstances: You are actually the Lance.
Related behaviors: Wearing NBA jerseys to play pickup basketball.
Why can’t everyone wear whatever they want ? How about enjoying seeing others train and not passing judgement. Can’t we all just get along ; )
Life sure would be boring if people all dressed alike, thought alike, worried about looking like a doofuss
11. Running in a rainstorm Dubious behavior: Lacing up your $100-plus ergonomic distance shoes, throwing on a sweat-wicking top and going for a long run in the pouring rain. Doofus factor: Moderate. On one hand, it’s hard to fault the dedication of someone willing to exercise in inclement weather, particularly when physical fitness helps ease the burden on our overtaxed health care system; on the other hand, there was only one Steve Prefontaine, and you’re not exactly reducing health costs when you’re subsequently hospitalized with severe bronchitis. Suggested solution: One word: treadmill. Two more: indoor track. Mitigating circumstances: Your local television weatherman meteorologist got it wrong. Which basically excuses everyone. Related behaviors: Golfing in a rainstorm, the way Tiger Woods did in that commercial.
There is nothing I love more than running in the rain. Sometimes I will wait for it to rain before I start my run or start earlier so that I can get the end of my run in the rain. Now I am not talking about cold and rainy, but summer rain storms are awesome.
I guess the guy is not in touch with his inner child on the running thing…the best run I’ve ever run was in the rain…on the trails…water up to my knees at times…just a blast…
Riding 3 hours in 38 degree rain, on the other hand…I’ll take that doofus award. Dumb. And not to be repeated.
1. Wearing a team jersey inscribed with your name Dubious behavior: Simple. Show up to a Cleveland Cavs game in a No. 23 jersey, only with F-O-R-B-E-S stitched along the back.
…well then what about studying Sanskrit conjugation…don’t even laugh about it cause I wasted 2 years of my life 1 hour per day doing exactly that. I am no closer to any scriptures or god, although I have felt that way on some IM courses in a state of low blood sugar!
I always wondered how cycling got to the point. Every other sponsor situation (such as the nascar example) the SPONSOR pays the WEARER to get the advertising.
In cycling its the other way around. How did the sponsors work that deal. People go pay $100 for a jersey that advertises their product. its Bass ackwards.
I have always thought it sad that somebody would wear a sponsor’s clothing without being paid. It’s just so damn desperate. This is also why I generally avoid normal clothes that are covered in the manufacturer’s logo. Gap is not paying me to wear their shirt, so I don’t think I want to give them the free ad. I actively avoid clothing that advertises anything and I rip off the dealership’s sticker from the back of my cars, too, as soon as it’s mine. I also don’t use license plate holders from a dealership.
Anyway, #11 is fail. There is absolutely nothing like running in the rain on a warm day, it is truly marvelous.
I have always thought it sad that somebody would wear a sponsor’s clothing without being paid. It’s just so damn desperate. This is also why I generally avoid normal clothes that are covered in the manufacturer’s logo. Gap is not paying me to wear their shirt, so I don’t think I want to give them the free ad. I actively avoid clothing that advertises anything and I rip off the dealership’s sticker from the back of my cars, too, as soon as it’s mine. I also don’t use license plate holders from a dealership.
Anyway, #11 is fail. There is absolutely nothing like running in the rain on a warm day, it is truly marvelous.
I agree about wearing team jersey’s…I hate to admit that i did buy one team jersey when I started road riding in 1994. It was the cheapest jersey they had and the only one that fit me (back when I wore an xtra-small european sized jersey!). I can’t fit into it any more but I kept because it was the first year team polti jersey that now looks old skool.
11. Running in a rainstorm Dubious behavior: Lacing up your $100-plus ergonomic distance shoes, throwing on a sweat-wicking top and going for a long run in the pouring rain. Doofus factor: Moderate. On one hand, it’s hard to fault the dedication of someone willing to exercise in inclement weather, particularly when physical fitness helps ease the burden on our overtaxed health care system; on the other hand, there was only one Steve Prefontaine, and you’re not exactly reducing health costs when you’re subsequently hospitalized with severe bronchitis. Suggested solution: One word: treadmill. Two more: indoor track. Mitigating circumstances: Your local television weatherman meteorologist got it wrong. Which basically excuses everyone. Related behaviors: Golfing in a rainstorm, the way Tiger Woods did in that commercial.
There is nothing I love more than running in the rain. Sometimes I will wait for it to rain before I start my run or start earlier so that I can get the end of my run in the rain. Now I am not talking about cold and rainy, but summer rain storms are awesome.
Signed. Nothing, I mean nothing, beats a good hard run in a torrential downpour. The cooling effect, the fun of not caring how dirty you get, and the best part; watching the expression on the cagers faces when they drive by.
