I
finally had a chance to ride something other than a stationary
bike. The weather had cleared up and it was a beautiful day with
little or no wind and lots of sun. I decided to take the
mountain bike and ride along what I thought would be a deserted
road.
I hadn't gone two miles before it happened. I was flying, at
about 10 miles per hour, and this asswalked
right out in front of me! I hit the back brake hard and began
sliding sideways but managed to get stopped just before contact.
Not very happy with the situation I may have cut loose with a
few choice words. .
He ignored me and went across the street to stand with his
buddies. They stood with jeering faces as I tried to get on my
bike and back on the road. I was sure they were trying to
intimidate me because they all just turned and stared. My
yelling didn't seem to phase them at all but when my faithful
dog Achilles started barking they took off running. I let him
chase them a while just for the fun of it.
In retrospect maybe that wasn't the right thing to do, but it
sure made me feel better. I would have taken them on all by
myself but they were a lot bigger than me. Besides, a couple of
them had long hair and were scary looking. Also, I wasn't warmed
up enough and my right hand had been bothering me, not to
mention the slight cough I had.
I finished the rest of my bike ride without incident. I'm sure
any other ass looking on would not have dared
tried to test me. Should one of them ever try that again I plan
to whip their ... well, you know what.
