Knucklehead – – What is it about young tradesmen that makes them think they need to squeeze past cyclists as they approach or enter a round-a-bout? Even better – what makes them try to squeeze past a group of 30 riders at a round-a-bout? At 7am on a Sunday? It’s not like they’re late for work.
Knucklehead – – Hi to the hairy legged guy on the Cervelo Soloist Carbon that I caught going north on Nicklin way around 10:30 on Saturday. I don’t mind if you sit on me for several kilometres. What pisses me off is when I call “light” when the traffic light ahead goes red and you roll around me and through the red light causing several cars to brake heavily. You’re the kind of jerk that fuels the anger that car and truck drivers launch at me because I’m on the road more than you are.
Knucklehead – – Hi again to the same hairy legged guy who I caught again a couple of minutes after his suicide attempt. If I’ve just caught you for a second time and started chewing your ear about the road rules, what makes you think that changing gears, bending your elbows and bobbing up and down will allow you to ride away from me?
OCD – – According to my bike computer I rode 400.05 kilometres last week. On Tuesday I rode 60.26 because 58 point something is too close to 60 to not do a loop around the block. On Wednesday I rode 80.43 because 76 point something is too close to 80 to not do 3 laps around the block. Before I left home for my Sunday ride I knew I had to do 101.10 to hit 400 for the week. And by taking the long way home from the 6am coffee ride and doing a lap around the block I exceeded the minimum by 50 metres. It was only when I got off the bike and inside that I realised that I was only 1.6 miles off the magical 250 miles for the week. I hereby vow to be more diligent next week. Any wonder I like physics and tetris.