Don’t buy a bicycle with down-curve handles. It is impossible to sit erect and hold that kind of a handle.
Don’t go out on a bicycle wearing a tail coat unless you enjoy making a ridiculous show of yourself.
Don’t travel without a jacket or loose wrap, to be worn while resting. A summer cold is a stubborn thing.
Don’t allow a taste for a bit of color in your make-up to tempt you to wearing a red or other gay-colored cap.
Don’t get off the old gag about “that tired feeling” every time you stop by the roadside for a little breathing spell.
Don’t absent yourself from church to go wheeling, as you and your bicycle are welcome at most houses of worship.
Don’t leave your bicycle in the lower hallway of your flat-house for the other tenants to fall over in the dark.
Don’t believe the farmer boy who says that it is “two miles to the next town.” It may be two, four, six or twelve.
Don’t be more than an hour passing a given point, although wheeling on a dusty road is honestly conducive to thirst.
Don’t smile at the figure others cut astride their wheels, as it is not given you to see yourself as others see you.