The 40 Year Old Biker

So I just saw “The 40 Year Old Virgin” (so, I’m a little behind the times).

Very funny movie. I laughed. I cried…

I cried because I’ve seen such an anti-bike movie in my life.

Not only is biking for losers and nerds, it epitomizes loser and nerd!

And then, because of course the hero is a decent guy, they give him a new bike and it’s the dumbest modern mountain bike in world. Perfectly nonsensical for biking on the streets of LA (plus, it probably wasn’t easy for him to get used to not having those rear-view mirrors). I guess the switch to dumb mountain bike was supposed to make him just a little less nerdy. And for that he gave up a perfectly nice city bike.

They don’t generally show smoking in a good light in movies anymore. Isn’t it time we stamp out negative portrayals of riding a bike?

Then last night I was out drinking at Sparrow and Club 21 (man, I have never seen a place so packed with Czech pheromones!). A friend of a friend couldn’t believe I was getting around on bike. I felt like a 40-year-old virgin. And the worst part is that I had to wait in the cold for him to arrive and tell me this. Of course I got there first because he was driving.