Reader David Pertuz thought LGRAB readers would be particularly interested in a post on the Detroit blog m-bike.org written by Todd Scott, called 1895: Don’ts for women riders. (Thanks, David!) That’s right – 41 “don’ts” to be exact, from an 1895 article in New York World. The list is both hilarious and horrifying. We are lucky to be looking at this from 115 years in the future.
A few of my favorites:
Don’t be a fright.
Don’t faint on the road.
Don’t boast of your long rides.
Don’t refuse assistance up a hill.
Don’t imagine everybody is looking at you.
Don’t ask, “What do you think of my bloomers?
Don’t go out after dark without a male escort.
Don’t appear in public until you have learned to ride well.
Don’t ignore the laws of the road because you are a woman.
Don’t scream if you meet a cow. If she sees you first, she will run.
In his post, Todd makes a good point:
For those who get nostalgic for that 1890s golden era of cycling, it’s important to realize it wasn’t golden for everyone. Major Taylor can vouch for that.
Yeah, really. I enjoy TweedRides, but there’s no way men would have “let” me join them back in the day for a drinking ride from pub to pub, especially with all my fainting, screaming, and bloomer talk.
Distinctive new road markings, or “sharrows,” on 14th Street South between UAB and Southside in Birmingham alert drivers that they are sharing the road with bicycles.
But what about this picture does not fit that caption? Oh yeah, the bicycles riding on the SIDEWALK. Seems an odd choice to put with a story like this one, since it in no way illustrates what the sharrows are. Not to shame those riders for making the choice that makes them feel safe, but this photo sends some mixed messages to say the least.
Dear B’ham News: Please call the women at BikeSkirt the next time you want to take a photo to illustrate a story about cycling.
Strawberry Shortcake has been a hero of mine since girlhood. Must I explain her awesomeness? She rides a bike, has a cat and is always surrounded by sweets!
The newest issue of my favorite magazine, Lula, is Strawberry Shortcake themed – a periodical after my own heart – and features a modern interpretation of Ms. Shortcake on the cover. When I saw this red dress on Friday, I instantly thought of my own modern Strawberry Shortcake interpretation. The fact that the dress is fair trade by Mata, made by a women’s cooperative in India, sealed the deal.
Now I have the dress, but what about that huge cupcakey thing on her head?
No, wait: Better than a strawberry cupcake – my pink Nutcase helmet is eerily perfect! Looks like Trisha’s not the only one who refers back to childhood heros for helmet inspiration.
All I need now are strawberry-shaped wheel spokes.
Reader Sila from Jakarta sent this picture of her neighbor’s cat, Lukpi, who popped over one evening to read Let’s Go Ride a Bike with her.
We're big with the Indonesian cat crowd
It reminds me of what I told my mom when she asked me what Dottie and I talked about enough to email several times a day. “I don’t know . . . books, politics, bikes, feminism, cats—the important things in life.” A quickreview ofourarchivesrevealsthat all of these things (especially the cats!) have popped on our blog, so maybe it’s not so surprising that the site has become popular with members of the feline persuasion.
If anyone else has caught their cat reading LGRAB, consider this an official call for submissions. And hey, if we get more than five over the course of this week, we might have to consider it a contest and offer a prize. Liven up our workdays — email those pics.
In a bid to make you forgive my appalling lack of posts this week, please enjoy this video from the always excellent Monty Python. Bicycle repairmen truly are my heroes. Especially the ones talented enough to change a bike from blue to red with the twist of a wrench!