When in doubt…

13 04 2012

I’m sure every cyclist has felt that nagging sensation in their belly as they head for a ride that maybe it’s not such a good idea, that maybe this would be the day they get right-hooked at an intersection, or run into the shoulder by a passing cement truck or worse.

Especially when you’re riding in a busy urban environment, you want to be at the top of your game, alert, quick to react. And when that little kernel of doubt nibbles at your confidence, sometimes it’s best to give in, and not tempt fate.

Not that I’m particularly superstitious, but when my Friday ride day falls on the 13th, that little voice of extra caution can be a little louder, a little more emphatic. But with the sun shining, and the roads dry, sloth is not an option.

When the sun, and blossoms, are out, a ride is a must.

The spring weather has been slow coming this year. And when we have had really nice days, more often than not they haven’t fallen on ride days.

So I really had no choice but to stifle that whisper of silly superstitious doubt, attack it in fact. First turn of the pedals and it was gone.