Had an interesting commute home Friday afternoon. Being the last day of
exams in this college town, the ride was quieter than usual (fewer than
normal beachbound partygoers). It was nice. The ride home (about 10 miles)
is along and then off of a dead end road to a lake. About halfway home I
heard another cyclist coming up behind me. I moved over to let them pass
(it is a popular route for area cyclists). The fellow moved up alongside
asking my name, and then proceeded with a string of questions; where do I
live, do I like Kelme? , etc. Most of the questions came off with an
condescending attitude behind them. "Oh, so you're _just_ commuting?" and
when asking where I lived in relation to town, "I guess thats a nice
_little_ ride". There were other comments and glances at my late 80's
Peugeot that made me feel sorry for the fellow if he was that shallow and
such a poor representative of the sport. He had the full setup that looked
nice but kind of showy (bike and clothes).
I tried to be polite but curt with my answers as I just wanted to enjoy what
was left of the ride home (alone) and he'd already hung around too long.
Finally getting a clue, he started sprinting off and made a final comment
"Well, bud, I hope you don't have a wreck" (emphasis on bud). I knew where
this was going but feigned ignorance and let it play out. He quickly added
a sarcastic "Without a helmet, a wreck could be ugly." I told him with a
smile "With a helmet, a wreck could be ugly too!" It was as true as his
statement.
He made an attempt at leaving me behind but never got very far ahead. It
was kind of amusing considering what I was carrying and his setup. Then, to
top it all off, he met 2 other cyclists and a pickup carrying a bike coming
the opposite direction in the intersection of my road; proceeding to chat
and take up the entire intersection, so much so that myself and then a car
behind me had to come to a near stop and go around them in the grass. I
just shook my head and it occurred to me that I never had this kind of
experience in 25 years as a runner with fellow runners, but more than a few
similar experiences cycling. I did an 8 mile run when I got home down to
the wildlife refuge for some peace and quiet.