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In a world increasingly shaped by frictionless convenience, computational power, and automated decision-making, the resurgence of fixed gear cycling, particularly in urban subcultures, might appear as a minor, even anachronistic, countercurrent. Why, in an age where bicycles can change gears automatically, brake with hydraulic precision, and track every metre via GPS-linked sensors, would anyone voluntarily strip their machine down to a single gear and a direct drivetrain connection? Why renounce coasting? Why forgo brakes? Why place one’s body in a state of continual muscular engagement, where rest is mechanically forbidden?

To dismiss the fixed gear (or “fixie”) as mere hipster nostalgia or aesthetic minimalism is to miss the deeper philosophical questions it poses, especially around the topics of human-machine integration, agency, autonomy, and cognitive freedom. What, precisely, does it mean to engage in a form of voluntary constraint in order to find a kind of liberation? What can this tell us about our relationship to technology, attention, and embodied cognition? And might the practice of fixie riding suggest a broader ethic for navigating life in a hyperstimulated, choice-saturated, algorithmically-mediated age?

A Brief Mechanics of the Mind-Body-Machine

To begin, it is necessary to understand what makes fixed gear riding distinctive. A fixed gear bike is, mechanically, an exercise in reduction. There is one gear ratio, usually selected according to a balance between acceleration and climbing utility. The rear cog is threaded directly to the hub, with no freewheel mechanism; the cranks move whenever the wheel moves. The rider is therefore compelled to maintain a reciprocal relationship with the machine’s motion. Stopping requires resisting the rotation of the cranks, either through leg pressure or, in safer configurations, via a front brake. On traditional road bikes, mechanical complexity is introduced to enhance adaptability. Derailleurs, freehubs, cassettes, and brakes all exist to give the rider more options for how to translate effort into motion. The fixie strips this away. You must adapt to the machine, not the other way around.

This reversal of modern ergonomic logic, technology existing not to accommodate the human but to demand human adaptation, places the fixie squarely in the philosophical terrain of postphenomenology, embodied cognition, and even existential ethics. The rider is not merely using a machine; they are entering into a cyborgian loop, a form of co-constitution with the bicycle. There is no passive riding. No moment of non-decision. You are always involved.

Maurice Merleau-Ponty, whose work on embodiment remains foundational, argued that tools become extensions of the body, not in the metaphorical sense, but in the pre-reflective structure of bodily intentionality. The blind man’s cane is not felt at the hand, but at the tip. In the same way, the fixed gear drivetrain becomes a proprioceptive extension of the legs; resistance, terrain, and momentum are all communicated directly through the cranks. The mind is not separate from this process; it is recruited into it. Riding becomes a form of distributed cognition, a full-body attunement to the material, spatial, and temporal demands of the street.

Contrast this with more technologically mediated forms of cycling, e-bikes, for example, or those with automatic gear shifting. In these machines, the rider’s agency is partially abstracted. Decisions are outsourced to algorithmic systems. The body gives input, but it is filtered, modulated, and managed. The fixed gear rider, by contrast, assumes full responsibility. There is no hiding. No mechanical escape. It is not so much that you control the machine, but that the machine enforces a certain form of self-control.

Constraint as a Technology of Autonomy

This leads us to the first philosophical paradox: that constraint can be a vehicle for autonomy.

In liberal philosophy, autonomy is often framed as freedom from interference, what Isaiah Berlin called “negative liberty.” The fewer constraints, the more free we are. But this formulation runs into trouble when applied to human flourishing. Not all constraints are coercive; some are chosen. A musician practices scales not to limit their expression, but to make expression possible. A painter limits their palette not out of masochism, but to explore the expressive power of hue and contrast. In the same way, the fixie rider limits their mechanical options to deepen their engagement with riding itself.

This is what Berlin called “positive liberty”: the freedom to become one’s own master, to live in accordance with a self-chosen law. In the case of the fixie, the constraint of single gearing and non-coasting becomes a training ground for attentiveness, presence, and physical discipline. These constraints are not imposed from without but embraced from within.

One could also invoke Michel Foucault here, particularly his late work on “technologies of the self.” Foucault describes how individuals in different historical periods have cultivated forms of self-discipline and care not in opposition to power but as a way of crafting a certain kind of subjectivity. Fixie riding becomes, in this context, a small but meaningful act of self-governance. It is not simply a rejection of technological convenience, but a recalibration of the body’s relationship to effort, risk, and autonomy.

This becomes even more significant in an age of digital oversaturation, where decision fatigue, algorithmic suggestion, and infinite choice conspire to fragment attention and hollow out agency. To ride a fixed gear bike is to step away from the logic of passive consumption. You cannot be on autopilot. You cannot coast. The machine demands, and thus cultivates, a different kind of presence.

The Cognitive Freedom of Fewer Choices

There is a long-standing tension in modernity between the desire for more choices and the psychological burden of them. Barry Schwartz’s influential book The Paradox of Choice argues that while modern consumer societies are built on the promise of variety, an overabundance of options often leads to anxiety, paralysis, and dissatisfaction. Every choice becomes a locus of regret: what if I’d picked the better one?

Fixed gear cycling responds to this dilemma with an elegant solution: remove the choice.

You get one gear. You must learn to live with it. And in that learning, through pushing, pulling, slowing, skidding, spinning, and climbing, you discover an intelligence that does not come from having more options, but from deepening your understanding of the few you have.

Philosopher Albert Borgmann, in Technology and the Character of Contemporary Life, calls this the difference between “device paradigms” and “focal things.” Devices, like smartphones or automatic transmissions, conceal their inner workings and deliver results effortlessly. Focal things, like a wood-burning stove or a well-maintained garden, demand skill, engagement, and care. They are not about efficiency but about meaning. Fixie riding is a focal thing. It makes no promises of ease. But it offers, in exchange, a sense of mastery rooted in commitment.

In this way, cognitive freedom emerges not from having infinite paths, but from walking one path deeply. The mechanical simplicity of the fixie becomes a metaphor for a kind of mental decluttering. There is only forward motion. No gears to second-guess. No freewheel to allow mental drift. The ride becomes a continuous act of attention, a cognitive discipline grounded in physical motion.

Human-Machine Symbiosis: Not Cyborg, but Centaur

In techno-futurist discourse, the integration of humans and machines often takes on a dystopian or utopian tone. We are either doomed to be dominated by AI and automation, or destined to merge with our tools into higher forms of cognition, the “cyborg” as cultural archetype. But the fixie suggests a quieter, humbler mode of integration, what might be called the centaur model.

A centaur is not half-human, half-machine in the transhumanist sense. Rather, it is a figure of embodied hybridism: human and nonhuman forms integrated through shared motion and muscle. The fixie is not a smart bike; it does not learn, adapt, or optimise. It is dumb, stubborn, and brutally honest. But in that very dumbness lies its power: it demands that the rider learn, adapt, and grow.

This echoes philosophical approaches to tool-use as an extension of human intentionality. Don Ihde, in Technics and Praxis, argues that tools mediate human-world relations. A hammer is not just an object; it changes how the world appears, and it reveals surfaces as “nailable.” The fixie does the same: it reveals the city not as a passive background but as a terrain to be read, navigated, and embodied. Traffic becomes a flowing text; potholes become punctuation. The rider becomes a semiotic agent, decoding the grammar of motion.

More importantly, the fixie enforces a shared rhythm between human and machine. You cannot stop pedalling without consequence. You must internalise the cadence. Over time, this co-motion becomes intuitive. It is not just that the machine follows your will; your will is shaped by the machine. And in that feedback loop, a new kind of subject emerges: not master or servant, but partner.

The Ethic of Constraint in a Culture of Excess

We arrive, then, at the broader ethical question: what does fixie riding suggest in an age of overstimulation?

Modern life is characterised by surplus. We are flooded with information, stimuli, devices, and tasks. The result is not freedom, but fragmentation. Attention becomes a resource to be managed. The self becomes a project constantly in beta, always optimising, never arriving.

The fixed gear bicycle offers, by contrast, a counter-ethic: constraint as clarity. Discipline as liberation. It proposes that freedom is not the absence of limits, but the alignment with chosen ones. In a world that seduces us into passive choice, endless scroll, auto-play, and self-driving, it reclaims the dignity of effort. You must earn your speed. You must learn your terrain.

This is not a nostalgic rejection of modernity, nor a Luddite manifesto. It is a practice of selectivity, of intentional friction. Much like monastic traditions that fast not out of self-hatred but out of spiritual clarity, the fixie rider strips away complexity to focus attention. It is a lived ethic of less, pursued not for purity but for presence.

We might call this a “minimalist metaphysics”: a mode of being where fewer inputs generate deeper engagement. The fixie is not about denying pleasure or rejecting ease. It is about finding a different kind of pleasure, one that arises from rhythm, resistance, and the thick intelligence of the body in motion.

Pedalling Into Philosophy

In riding a fixed gear bike, one does not transcend the human condition, but one enters it more fully. You feel your body, your limits, your breath, and your balance. You feel the street and its texture. You learn the contours of your neighbourhood not through Google Maps but through gradient, wind, and momentum. You know when to spin, when to resist, when to give way.

These are small knowledges. But they are also profound. They point to a model of human-machine integration not based on technological supremacy, but on mutual discipline. They suggest that autonomy is not the ability to do anything, but the power to do one thing well, and with presence.

In a century that will be defined by its relationship to machines, smartphones, cars, AI,and algorithms, the fixie offers a small, muscular counterpoint. It is not anti-machine. But it is pro-attention. Pro-embodiment. Pro-agency.

And so we ride. Not to arrive faster. Not to simplify the journey. But to ride, and in that riding, to remember what it feels like to be present, engaged, and whole.

5 responses

  1. Steve Avatar

    I think if I were to buy another bike, it likely would be a fixie. They’re quite popular where I live, where many people do winter cycling in the ice and snow.

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    1. Neil Morrison Avatar

      A fixie is a great choice for winter as it works a bit like engine braking in your car. Stops you skidding out all over the place.

      Gutted that we don’t get proper winters anymore. 😑

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      1. Steve Avatar

        I’ve never done winter riding; not something that appeals to me much and, since I no longer commute, there isn’t much of a draw for me, personally. Lots of friends swear by it.

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      2. Neil Morrison Avatar

        Right bike and the right clothing and I prefer it to summer riding.

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      3. Steve Avatar

        That’s interesting! You might not fancy our winters too much…

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