At last - Blog Thoughts

Bike clothes for girls. Is it really only butterflies and primary colors for girls with toothpick arms? People. Wake up. It's called the snowboard revolution. And Crossfit. Girls are getting jacked and they want to represent without sausage arms from a blood-constricting XXL Garneau bike jersey. As for snowboards, the industry figured out that standing in lift lines means standing around staring and what better forum to promote kickass graphics and make-you-look-twice details than a space where you move in microscopic increments?

Bike jerseys. Think about it. Big, broad canvases of nothing. A veritable art gallery when climbing, pacing, or just standing around talking about watts. Don't make me look like I'm on some team - do you realize non-bikers always ask what all the logos and names mean on bike jerseys? Does it mean we're all part of these special teams? Uh, no. Give me noirish images and mascara-stained heroines; japanese graphics and tattoo-inspired patterns.

Dang it, out of time. Lates.