Cleattle: the rape and mutilation of your trusty cycling shoes for the dubious purpose of fixing you permanently to the bicycle. (From cleat and fettle, obviously.)Or, possibly, the sort of tap-dance noise you make with new metal bits recessed into rather worn soles.Anyway, I am now the proud owner of a bike I can't get off. I'm not sure I really understand the advantages---I hope that the decreased pressure on my toes will be an improvement for long rides despite the increased pressure further back on the foot---and since it takes slightly less effort to swap the pedals over than to change my footwear once I get to work I'll go back to commuting in office shoes when the weather dries out. But you should see me bunny-hop.