You know you’re a hardcore kicker when…

• You take the long way around on your errands
• You buy a cyclometer to count those miles
• You find fancy ways to tie your shoes so the laces won’t catch on your scooter
• You bookmark bicycle-parts sites – for handlebars, wheels, forks and racks – only
• You become a connoisseur of handlebar bags
• You scour the ‘net for unpadded bicycle shorts
• You don’t feel the least bit self-conscious about looking like a Rolls-Royce hood ornament
• You spend way too much time thinking about how to lower your deck an inch
• When you go out for the evening, the part you look forward to the most is getting there (and back)
• You often dream about kicking
• Riding a bicycle becomes annoying
• You move beyond English or [your primary language here] when trolling the Internet for footbiking stuff
• The eye chart at your optometrist looks like this to you.
• When you haven’t kicked for a few days, you miss people asking, “What IS that?” (But it’s a lot more embarrassing if you’re not on your scooter and they ask the same question.)
• When you “get religion” and vow, for instance, to spend less time at the keyboard, it plays out like this
• Even when it comes to exotics, you prefer footbikes to cars
• You interrupt rides to write down ‘blog entries like this one
• …until you come to begrudge any interruptions in your scooting

More to come as I think of them. Submissions are also welcome.