You know you're addicted to cycling when......

[Jiffer]

When you are driving your car and hit your left window with your hand as you attempt to point out something in the road to ... um .... other "cars" behind you.

Also driving, you find you are on auto pilot and turn into your neighborhood the way you always do on your bike, but not usually in your car. (Cause there's more turns that way that you don't want to mess around with in the car, but is fun on the bike ... plus it keeps you from ever having to stop at the red light when you are trying to keep your average pace up as high as possible. Yet when you are trying to get your average pace UP a tenth and that light is green, you barrel through and ride that straight away as fast as possible, hoping for that tenth!)

When you plan a camping trip and immediately wonder if there's good cycling roads around and get all excited at the prospect of riding somewhere new and different.

When you actually let your husband bolt bike holding devices into the carpet of your beautiful new travel trailer, to make transporting the bikes on camping trips easier.

When your sick husband has to leave the camping trip early and you find yourself getting up alone at 5:30 and riding an unfamiliar mountain road with 4,000 feet of climbing, something you would have never dreamed of doing alone before. And then you feel so invigorated that you DID IT!!!

When you find yourself replying to posts about being addicted to cycling while you are camping instead of hanging out and visiting with your camping friends! (Who are all very impressed with your big ride that day and can't believe you actually rode a bike up the same rode we all drove up to town yesterday.)

[cylegoddess]

'You own more than 1 bike and are lusting after another. You pick up the latest Bicyling magazine, hold up a picture of a to-drool over bike and say to DP: "Isn't this sexy!" One room of your house is devoted to all things that are bike: trainer and mat propped in front of tv, drying rack strewn with bike shorts, jerseys, bras, gloves, buffs..., an entire dresser stuffed with bike clothes, spare tires and a wheel for the trainer hanging out and, of course, the prized bike taking center stage in the room', yep thats me!

Also, you get sick and think, laying there " hey, I might make it to the end of the street - if I can get up!"

People at work tel em they saw me riding( and sometimes, its not a day I rode!)

You get a injury (and cant ride ) and instead of worrying how it will affect your work, your sleeping patterns, etc you think - how will it affect my riding?!

Your thighs get bigger but instead of worrying if you should diet, you compare them to the pictures of female pro riders in their ads for compression shorts.

[TrekTheKaty]

When you find yourself replying to posts about being addicted to cycling while you are camping instead of hanging out and visiting with your camping friends! (Who are all very impressed with your big ride that day and can't believe you actually rode a bike up the same rode we all drove up to town yesterday.)