This is how I feel most days on my commute. This isn't a rant, it's just rang true and I wanted to share it. It came from a piece by an Aussie cyclist.
"Every time I see a four-wheel-drive or a ute, I expect them to do the unexpected. I seek out eye-contact with oncoming motorists to see if they plan to turn across my path without warning. I keep away from parked cars, fearing I'll be "doored". No matter what speed I ride, my hands are poised above my brakes."
I have to say most drivers I have encountered on the Manchester roads are considerate but there's something about dark winter mornings which seems to make people drive like loons.I got to wondering what my 'riding state of mind' might be doing to my stress levels - I arrive at work all keyed-up and full of adrenalin..then sit a bit zombied at my desk half an hour later. Having said all this I enjoy my commute as on my bike I have control over my arrival time, and it wakes my legs up and keeps them in nice condition.
