That's Bike

Somebody explain the title to me and I will pat you on the head. No, that's not very bike to do.

So, have discovered that Riles, as I'll call her, the advisor for my summer research (not general advisor, that's the Band Man, although that's more of a title than anything else), the most friendly professor on campus and one who loves to talk, one passionate about student research and very encouraging and supportive of such endeavors- all in all, a woman I very much respect and appreciate- turns out Riles is deadly afraid of bikes.

Not so impressed with advisor anymore.
Very much reconsidering a switch.

Here's how it went down. She's had bad experiences with them. She had, most impressively, been in not one but two serious bike accidents. "I think it's because I walk very fast," she said of her run ins with the two-wheeled machines of death. Both were actually serious accidents, not just the scrapes and bruises the Barmettlers get from their altercations with bikes. The first time, Riles was not just knocked over, but appartently knocked unconscious. It's too bad that all the bystanders, after making sure she was alive and got up, just let her walk away, and no one thought to take her to the hospital. Because she was very confused. Moments later, Riles bumped into a friend who noted that she looked disheveled and confused and asked what was wrong. "I think something happened," Riles said, "but I don't know what. Something big happened to me." "Why are there tire marks on your back?" "I think that has to do with the something that happened to me. But I don't know what. Let me just sit here a minute and figure it out." "No, you can't just sit here, you need to go to the hospital." "If I could just sit down, I could figure it out..." Luckily, concerned friend won out over Riles. And she got the stitches she needed. And has since (we think?) recovered, though now with a rational fear of bikes. She's constantly looking over her shoulder in the quad and stepping aside.

Now imagine if instead of a bike, it was the Bat Mobile that got her. Twice. And she walked away to tell it both times. How cool an advisor is she?