This isn't a race report, because Greenbelt isn't a race, and besides, BZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.
It's a not a detailed Thursday-night-at-Hains-breaking-the-Freds'-hearts report either.
It's a ride report, which means it's about being on a bike, not being the fastest from one point to the next.
In rides, it's OK to get dropped. It's not funny or newsworthy. Like this guy's helmet for example:
Here, it's quite alright, because the race hasn't yet BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ. When I first saw the picture, I thought he was about to get obliterated. On second thought, he may not have dropped his helmet--he may be placing his helmet in the path of his enemies, in plain view of the officials. Hard to think with all this rackeBZZZZZZZZZZZ.
But that's the thing about rides--it's all OK, as long as you keep going (then you're no longer riding--you're either standing or "trackstanding"). I'll let Liang on his Motobecane introduce you to trackstanding, and 固定齿轮 in general:
What's fascinating about this video is that most videos are interesting, if they are interesting, because they capture movement. Here, the trackstanding subject is at his most interesting when he doesn't move. Like he's stBZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
Damn those vuvuzelas.
Used to be that vuvezelas were made from eland horns. Elands were relatively rare, their horns were precious, so if you wanted a vuvuzela band, it was difficult to get a whole orchestra together.
These days, with the bulk of them being plastic, every Siphiwe, Xocile, and Jabulani thinks he's an expert capable of tackling even the most demanding pieces. For example:
The nice thing about races that aren't races, and blogs that nobody reads--you can take them easily, don't worry about the details, and BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.