Dr. Strangebike (or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Shoulder)

I decided to take a different route on my bike ride tonight (I'm "taking it easy" remember?) so I rode down 14th Street over to Highway 77 then back into town over by Culvers and down to the SouthPointe trail. It was a 15 mile ride that I managed to make feel like it was 30+ miles (I'm good at that when I ride alone.) Of course the rain may have had something to do with it...

To those 4 wheelers that changed lanes so as not to drench me in spray and make me even more damp than I already was I say, "Thank you."

To the 4 wheeler that seemed to go out of his way to get close to me - to the point of having both right side tires on the white line I say another two word phrase that ends in "you."

And to the dude that blocked the cross walk on the trail then pulled out without even looking my direction who I admonished and waved at - the dude that chased me down and yelled he was going to "beat the f**k out of...[me]" and "kick...[my]....f**king ass" I say this:

The worst punishment any individual, government or deity could possibly visit on your person is that every morning you have to wake up and be YOU. That sucks, I almost feel bad for you.