You are not a pro.
Well, I saw my first one today. The cyclist who is so cool, so together, so much better than everyone else, he cannot wave to anyone else on a bicycle.
Because yes. He is all that and a bag of chips.
This has bothered me for years, and I’m not sure if I’ve ever blogged about it, but I’m done being polite. Today was the warmest, most beautiful day of the year so far. 65 degrees of snow-melting sunshine–a truly glorious day to be on the bike. If you were riding, you had a smile plastered so firmly across your face it hurt. This was the kind of day, similar to yesterday, when cyclists rejoice. Yesterday I had that guy pull up alongside me in his car just to talk to me about going home to put his kit on and ride. How great is that? Today–I encountered that other kind of cyclist. The one you see look in your direction, the one you wave at, and does not wave back.
So, what gives? Are you that focused on your training that you can’t give a discreet turn of the wrist? Even if you’re cool about waving, you’re still waving–it’s all good. I don’t need a parade. What is really so troubling about waving to another who shares your love of the sport?
I think the bike community is one of the most wonderous communities I’ve ever stepped inside. For the most part, the community advocates and raises money for the underdog, rides for the love of it, smiles and waves to its club members. But every year, without fail–someone out there gives us all a bad name.
I don’t really buy that these guys (and pardon me, but it’s always a guy) are so absorbed with their training that they have no awareness of others. If the rider was cranking at a sustained 30 mph then maybe I could excuse it. Maybe that guy is a pro, and does need to focus on his training, because it’s his job. But if your moving along at 15 mph, then wave back. Otherwise, you’re just being an ass, and for what?
Really, tell me–what do you gain?
OK, end of rant. Don’t make me do this again. It’s not even spring yet.