Road riding is a fussy conservative sport. So much so that I’ve jokingly compared it to analytic philosophy for its fussiness, gate keeping, and inability to laugh at itself.
Cycling’s list of rules is very funny, but mostly the humour derives from the fact that real people do in fact take these rules very seriously. I like Rule 12 personally. “While the minimum number of bikes one should own is three, the correct number is n+1, where n is the number of bikes currently owned. This equation may also be re-written as s-1, where s is the number of bikes owned that would result in separation from your partner.”
Rowing has its own tongue in cheek rules, based on the set for cycling. See here for rowing’s rules. “Calluses are to be cultivated and your hands kept completely badass.”
And of course they share rules about tan lines (cultivate them and keep them sharp!) and toughness. Both sports endorse the rule, “Harden The Fuck Up.”
