I used to hate the cyclists that ride in front of my house at all hours during the spring and summer time. I have grudgingly grown to accept their right to the narrow roads in my neighborhood (though I still hate those that insist on riding side-by-side). I haven’t ridden a bicycle in years, and yet lately I’ve had the strange desire to hop on one and go for a ride myself. Maybe I am just growing up?

Then again, maybe I am having a mid-life crisis (at age 24!). According to research from the UK, affluent, educated, mid-life men are twice as likely to be cyclists… and to own multiple cars! Has bicycling become a new way to deal with a mid-life crisis?