This morning's commute and other commuting stories

After a long weekend, mindset wasn't in work mode, took me forever to get ready for work and leave the flat, then realised a mile down the road I forgot my locks! epic Tuesday morning fail!

Really liked the conditions for this morning's ride in.

Crashed last night when I hit a wet drain cover turning left at some lights.

Jinxed it much?

Ped walked into me this morning as he was too busy looking at his phone, thankfully I was stationary at some lights. What a plonker.

Jinxed it much?

yup! typical!

Had my first SMIDSY today. Cycling slowly towards red light on the left of cars; suddenly this guy opens the door and I crash into it; Nothing major to me or the bike and he was genuinely sorry. I let it go with just saying 'you should be more careful around cyclists in general'. Is that the right way to deal situation?

Did you shit on his bonnet?

ha! no

Then that was the wrong way to deal with it.

I'm not angry, just disappointed.

Seems like a good way to handle it to me. Well done.

I had a lovely tail wind all the way in today. As I was sailing along, I popped onto the drops for a minute which made me wonder:

In a tail wind should I stay upright to act as a sail more, or get tucked to reduce drag? Which is more efficient? Perhaps there is a cut off as my velocity exceeds that of the wind?

TT Thread?

If you're going much faster than wind speed then reduce drag, if you're going much slower then be a sail, if you're at about the same speed then it probably doesn't matter.

Seems like a good way to handle it to me. Well done.

I had a lovely tail wind all the way in today. As I was sailing along, I popped onto the drops for a minute which made me wonder:

In a tail wind should I stay upright to act as a sail more, or get tucked to reduce drag? Which is more efficient? Perhaps there is a cut off as my velocity exceeds that of the wind?

Even better.. a whole BR thread...
http://www.bikeradar.com/forums/viewtopic.php?t=12939333&p=18513672

Even better.. a whole BR thread...
http://www.bikeradar.com/forums/viewtopic.php?t=12939333&p=18513672

A timely reminder of why I never look at BR

Yep. That shit is boring.

Stuck behind a hi vis Mr Toad as he pootled along a narrow lane (with wide and flat grass verges) on some road working vehicle. He was chugging an energy drink, natch. Their resurfacing a bike path at the end of said lane. Most days i'm ahead of there vans and I pull over to let them pass me. Utter cnut. Just after that, two dogs walkers chatting it up and blocking another lane.

Fucking glorious that was.

Cunt pulls over on me this morning and after I tell him to fuck off he's
"I saw you, I saw you, I saw you".
"Why'd you fucking move over then?!"
"I saw you" Repeat.
"Learn to fucking drive cunt". Disappear into the sunset leaving cager behind to learn some more english. (he was English)

Even better.. a whole BR thread...
http://www.bikeradar.com/forums/viewtopic.php?t=12939333&p=18513672

Can someone have a look at this and just let me know 'Up' or 'Drops' please? I really can't be arsed. Kthxbye.

I'd say days like today are about as perfect as it gets for scrubbing a few mph off your average and picking a less direct route. Beautiful morning. Even the nauseating cloud of crap emanating from a tar barrel on a roadmender's truck looked pretty in the spring sunshine. Morning all.

Can someone have a look at this and just let me know 'Up' or 'Drops' please? I really can't be arsed. Kthxbye.

Basically, get aero.

Lovely ride in, except for some suit on a boris bike who decided to pull out in front of me to go round a car without looking or signalling.

Thanks Hippy.

First commute on the new road bike this morning, all lovely, great fun to have gears for the hilly hills of north, except that by the time I got to work the seatpost had sunk about two inches into the tube and my knees were around my ears. Anyone got any carbon paste knocking about?

Cycle ahead of a grey Bimmer into the ASZ, stop on the left, light change, pull away only for the bimmer to ramp his engines and speed past me, skimming me. Around the corner is a queue of traffic so he brakes and I cycle past and throw my arm upon disgust (no finger) and go wait at the stop line. Pull away and get passed by a couple of cars then him (one way system, two lanes, I'm in the right hand lane on the right, he's on my left) upon which I get a torrent of abuse including 'ginger cunt' (that irked me, I'm not ginger, not that I have a problem with ginger, I am fond of both ginger tea and ginger ladies) and that he would smash my face in. I replied in kind, bemused as he looked like a backing dancer from the seminal boy hand Five, replete with mirror aviators and crap hair. And so for the next mile or so we played urban hopscotch at every light, at first furtive, angry glances exchanged but towards the end, when he realised the futility of the combustion engine and paying tens of thousands to encapsulate it in a bone shredding metal shell and giving the keys to any old moron who wants them, I believed we developed a mutual respect, a greater empathy in our hearts and a skip in our walk. We parted friends, as I swung off and he revved his engine to roar on his way like a twelve gun salute.

The turd-gurgling cunt.

Most irritating thing about telling that story at work is the immediate assumption that I did something to provoke it all, and even other bike riders saying you shouldn't react. So basically it's ok for car drivers to exhibit aggression and it's your fault if they do. Simpering twats.