I had been building up a little angst after a sudden and new wave of road conflicts. I'm a brand new road cyclist as of this summer, and the negative energy I began building up began one night when I got a flat on my ride into work at 10pm. As I was changing my tire on the side of the road it suddenly began to pour rain. I quickly moved my bike over to a nearby confectionary store with an eves-drop so that I can continue my repair where it was slightly more dry. Minutes later I turned around to see a MASSIVE bear walking across the street in my general direction. It didn't look off to the side where I was crouched down, luckily. It did walk right into the path to where I had originally been fixing my flat. Thank God for that rain! (I didn't see the positive in the situation AT THE TIME. I was more scared to death and got the hell out of there right away and finished my repair hidden in a ditch, again, in the rain). Anyhow, I must have done a poor job at fixing the flat because I flatted about 2 minutes later after having just installed the new tube. I absolutely had to get to work as I was already late so just rode the rest on my rim. I was internally raging at this point, BTW. Moments later, a guy flew through a stop sign nearly T-boning me (he slammed his brakes after just noticing me. I'm luck to be alive). He then proceeded to throw a water bottle at me, clearly not feeling very sorry for nearly killing ME. (yes my bike is equipped with about 8 different placed lights, one high powered on the front). Since that day, LITERALLY every single ride out since has been one after another of people randomly shouting obscenities or throwing objects at me for no reason.
I had a chance to drive my truck into work last night but decided not to let the fear (of another encounter) beat me and so I got on my bike and rode. I put some calming music in my earphones and had a great ride. Nearing the end of my commute I was approaching two guys standing at a bus stop. I said to myself, "two juveniles out on a Friday night - yup - they pretty much HAVE to follow their built-in primal, pubescent instructions and shout out random, angry gibberish - which they did of course - and I had my choice words locked and loaded and ready for firing back. Before they could even finish their sentence I replied simply with, "learn some respect, fu*kers.". It left a big smile on my face and a big load off my recent storage of anger, fear and anxiety. Very therapeutic! Kids today have no respect for authority whatsoever. (I'm a 33 year old husband and father of three with two jobs). Typically, though, I just bite my lip - especially as far as other cars go. With pedestrian teens, I have no problem speaking my mind just as long as I'm not verbally stooping to their level. Plus, I can hold my own just fine.
I am now looking into buying a GoPro HD Hero2 Helmet cam after reading this thread. Great advice!