Go, Speed Racer, Go

Have your morning commutes become drag races? If you’re like me, the trails resemble a place for high gear competition. You may be familiar with the impromptu races I speak of, but if not, listen up. Townie races happen whenever and wherever, they’re about personal pride and dominion of the trails. Yet these battles have guidelines, safety still takes precedence; so don’t let competition blind your best judgment.

The first rule to any race is that both parties wish to compete. Nothing’s worse than someone riding your tail for miles. If you don’t want to accept the nod, gesture for the person to pass. Don’t tease the other rider. When you’re not in the mood, don’t false accelerate or quick start at stop lights, this only perpetuates an uneventful/one-sided race.

As well, recognize the environment. If the trail is crowded, call off the dogs. Live to race another day, running into grandpa on a recumbent won’t boost you’re stats; it only raises Medicare taxes. Also, take note of the weather and lighting conditions. Rain=Pain; don’t be silly, save it for the sunshine. You can race at night, but be sure you have lights, and no, your flip phone doesn’t count as a front light.

Townie racer would rather endure lactic acid fermentation and a heat stroke than hear “on your left.” Once you give the nod, it's on. A helpful tip; let the other rider lead the race, they’ll think they got it, then drop it to third and make your getaway.

Finally, leave your ego at the door. So what, you beat a roadie on a mountain bike, that doesn’t mean I want to hear about it all week. The townie race happens on the trail; don’t relive the glory in your living room. Good luck and Godspeed.