Hi. My name’s Elden, but please feel free to call me "Fatty," the nickname I picked up as a side benefit to writing this blog, "Fat Cyclist."
In the picture to the right (sporting my sassy new Twin Six-designed Fat Cyclist jersey — currently sold out), I’m not actually fat at all. In fact, I’m looking pretty darned good, if I say so myself. Better than I have in years.
Which was really the whole point of why I originally started this blog.
How it Started For the past dozen or so years, biking — whether on the road or on dirt — has has been essentially my one and only hobby/activity/obsession. The thing is, though, cyclists need to be light if they’re going to be fast. So, a few years ago, when I went on a nice long bike ride and noticed I was having to walk up hills I had easily ridden not many years before, I realized something had to be done.
And yes, I also noticed my knees pushed into my gut with each pedal stroke. Shaddup.
I had known I needed to lose weight, but hadn’t really done much about it. As I pushed my bike up the road, I realized I had not tried one very successful diet tactic: humiliation. I resolved to start a blog, embarrassing myself by proclaiming my weight on a daily basis, no matter how bad I was doing.
I didn’t want to just post my weight, though. So I also wrote stories. Sometimes these stories are about rides. Sometimes they’re fake news (especially around Tour de France time, when there’s usually lots of stuff in the bike industry that begs for satire). Sometimes they’re about whatever bike-related thing has popped into my head that morning (lunchtime, evening, whenever).
And lately the blog’s been about a little bit more.
What’s Going On Right Now The best way to get a summary of what’s going on in my life right now is to read the family Christmas letter, strangely enough.
But here’s a quick version.
Besides being a middle-aged guy who loves cycling, I’m also the father of four kids (2 boys, identical twin girls), and the husband of a woman — Susan — who is fighting metastatic breast cancer.
So while I still write lots of the jokey stuff I always have, I’m now more inclined to write the occasional serious post, keeping my family and friends (including the hundreds of friends I’ve made on this blog, but have never met in person) up to date with how that battle is going.
How to Reach Me It’s easy to reach me. Just send me email. You should know that there’s a reasonable chance I won’t respond, because, well, I have four kids, a wife who needs my help, a full-time job, a blog, a love of bicycles, and a short attention span. So follow these guidelines:
Ask one question when you email me, and keep it simple. If you ask a whole bunch of questions or a question that requires hours of work from me, I’ll think to myself, "I’ll have to get back to this one later," and then I never will. This isn’t me being snobby about email with strangers; this is how I am with everyone, including friends, family, and my boss.
If I don’t reply, try emailing me again. I’m probably not ignoring you on purpose. I’m just not very organized or responsible.
If You Want to Reprint Something I’ve Written Once in a while, people ask me if they can reprint something I’ve written. If you find yourself in this situation, please seek help. It’s not too late to get the attention you need. Or you can just email me and ask. Generally I’m cool with it, as long as you give me credit. If you can give me extra credit, so much the better.