More than one person, using various modes of transportation, have asked me if I needed help while riding, so I know I don't look super-suave or anything.
It is usually on the return trip to the house when I am riding really slowly because the bike trail is real modestly uphill on the ride back.
Yesterday, a biker slowed as he passed and asked if I was OK. We then had a little chat about riding. Or when I got home today, a neighbor asked if I wanted help up the driveway, which I need. She did, despite the two dogs she was walking.
My point, I guess, is that I seem to stand out, which is why today was a bit of a shock. I'm not sure why it really annoyed me, though.
I was on my way home and was crossing Lincoln Avenue at Oak Street. It is not a smooth intersection, and you ride uphill to the middle of the street, then downhill.
It is a four-way stop, but to give myself extra time, I wait till no cars are around. Today, though, a car showed up right as I started across. Normally, that means they just have to wait while a really slow hand-cyclist crosses the street.
Today, I got stuck and started to roll backward. The brakes locked in before long, but before I could start across again, the car just went around me.
The neighbor kept me from hating people today. (So did the other neighbor who cleaned the dog poop off my wheelchair.)
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