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Commuter Profile: Quinn “Q” McLaughlin

Meet Q…that’s right. We’ve renamed Quinn as “Q.” Sounds cool eh? We asked Q if he’d be interested in being part of the Commuter Profile, sho-nuff he obliged kindly. Read below!

How long have you been a bike commuter?
Commuter- just over a year. Cyclist – 11 yrs

What do you do and what city do you bike commute?

I am a Direct Support social worker.I live and commute in Reno, NV

Why did you start riding your bike to work and how long is your commute?

Gas and insurance costing Too much it is just as easy to get around town. I need to stay fit due to having Spina bifida.I have an 16 mile RT.

What kind of bikes do you have?

’08 Kona Jake, ’07 Raleigh XXIX,’02 Diamondback Sorrento


Any experience that you can share with us about ‘learning the hard way?

Get appropriate clothing before you end up taking a month off work, with a 10 day hospital stay due to pneumonia.


What do people say when you tell them that you are a bike commuter?

Aren’t you hot/cold? It must suck to have a disability and have to ride.

Anything that you want to share with us?

All my cycling buddies I’m known as Crash. Oh and the bike names- Frank- Franken-bike

Thanks Q for sending us your profile. If you’re interested in being featured in our Commuter Profile, simply send us an email HERE.

Helmet conditioned me…

This morning I had to drop of Priscilla’s car at the dealership to get some warranty work. They have a shuttle service but I brought my Redline 925 so I can ride it back home. As I unloaded my bike I realized that I didn’t bring my helmet.

The dealership was a good 9 miles from my home and I had to ride on some busy streets. As I rode my bike home I did feel very insecure not having my helmet on. I felt naked without it. Kinda like how it feels when you forget your watch or wedding ring.

Anyhow, I realized that my insecurity was caused by my years of wearing a helmet. Let me explain, when I’m on my bike I always wear a helmet. Now that I didn’t have one on my head, all I could think about was my head getting bashed in. But when I am wearing a helmet, I don’t even think about it. So perhaps when I don’t wear my helmet, I’m more distracted because I’m preoccupied with nasty thoughts of my noggin getting mushed on the ground.

What’s the moral of the story…don’t forget your helmet. Cuz if you do, all you’ll think about is your helmet. Which makes you distracted and paying less attention to the road ahead.