Picture a cyclist. Not a boy and his bike, but a kitted out cyclist who has become one with his high specification lightweight titanium bike. I see these cyclists on their way to work everyday. They are dressed in spandex from head to toe, with a sharp speed enhancing helmet on and those special plimsoll-style shoes that clip into their bikes. During their journey from A to B they are zen warriors, completely in their element. Together with their most trusted companion (le velo!) they feel empowered, efficient and.. well.. a little special. Having made every effort they could not feel more appropriate.
Now. When they reach their destination, unclip their shoes and re-enter the real world I wonder how appropriate they feel then? A cyclist standing out of context dressed in full spandex is quite a sight. This warrants the question; what are these cyclists doing before and after their cycling adventures? They couldn't possibly be meeting a friend for a drink (imagine a man in spandex and plimsolls holding a pint of Guiness... No I can't either). Even doing chores would be to some extent comic... popping into the bank, standing in line at the post-office, even waiting in the queue of an Ice Cream van!
These cyclists therefore dress in this 'appropriate' way just for the enjoyment of that short, sweet journey. Getting dressed just before they cycle and undressed when they reach their final destination (which appears to often be work). They enjoy that brief moment of freedom so much that I believe to them none of this matters. Why? Because a high-speed solo cycle beats all of the alternatives; a ride on the underground in the armpit of a grizzly man, standing on one of Ken's packed bendy buses or even sitting in your car, in solid traffic, on the edge of the ever-growing congestion zone.
For this reason.. cyclists.. I salute you. Both for treasuring your freedom and for not conforming and changing to please society and its concepts on 'fashion'.