Riding my weekly TT, I come up on a minivan in my lane, sitting at an odd angle near the yellow line with its left turn signal on. I go zipping by on the right (plenty of room), when wham! The driver is delivering newspapers, and tossed one out the passenger side door, right into my left leg. Good thing it didn’t hit my front wheel.
After the turnaround, I saw that the newspaper was still sitting in its bag in the street…
What time were you out there??? During the week my paper is delivered at about 5 am when I am going to work, and if it the same guy who delivers mine, you are lucky he only hit you with the paper. He can’t drive to save his life…
What time were you out there??? During the week my paper is delivered at about 5 am when I am going to work, and if it the same guy who delivers mine, you are lucky he only hit you with the paper. He can’t drive to save his life…
Slower than U
I have been on many peaceful weekend early morning runs only to hear the broken muffler and screeching tires of a newspaper delivery person. Worse than that they drive against traffic and are completely unpredictable.
What time were you out there??? During the week my paper is delivered at about 5 am when I am going to work, and if it the same guy who delivers mine, you are lucky he only hit you with the paper. He can’t drive to save his life…
Slower than U
This was probably around 7pm on a weekday.
Hey, that happened to me last Saturday AM for the first time ever, but I was running.
As I was running down the road, a car is coming towards me. He fires the paper out the window and it slides along the gravel shoulder, spraying me with rocks and I have to jump it as it slides by. I was so confused/shocked I didn’t even stop or react. However, next Saturday I’ll be looking for the guy…
I was out riding last night past a golf course. The road parallels one of the holes, but is a least 75 yards from the fairway. I hear someone yell, “FORE”, and don’t think much of it until a golf ball lands in the road about 5 yds in front of me. That would’ve hurt.
A girl I train with had a run in with an Emu this weekend. Here’s the story:
So I was riding in the lovely country roads, noticing the dark clouds hovering the area and decided I better hurry back before it storms on me. I dropped down in my drops and picked up my pace when I noticed up ahead was a strange looking animal with a long neck-an EMU. I thought the road must turn and he is just standing close to the fence. I came around the bend in the road to see him jerk and stand up tall in the middle of the road and start to walk towards me. I thought SHIT–those things are mean, run fast, spit at you, and attack!! (Or at least that is the “story” they tell the kids at the Elgin Christmas Tree Farm on the hayride). The only thing I could think of was animals are intimated by other animals that are bigger/confident and he has no idea what I am " just a freak on a bike", so I decided I could 1. stop/ride slowly by him and it likely would spit at me or chase me (no thanks) 2. turn around-- for another 70 miles today and get stuck in the storm brewing around me, (will the lightning bounce off me since I am grounded? I don’t care about the wind as long as it doesn’t go beyond 30-50 MPH-=been there done that in a storm) OR 3. Hit it hard and kick his A… if he decides to attack me and be ready to avoid a collision if he freaks!! Of course I chose #3 and I chose to first intimidate him by standing up tall (to make myself appear bigger, confident, and stronger) Then I think I scared him so much he tried to run from me and ran to the side and I had to swerve to miss him and which he started to go the other way and didn’t know what to do…luckily I made it past him as he ran towards the fence because of #3 So this was one I would mark as great training ride: speed, intimidation, quick decision making, avoiding a crash and a great story to share with friends. There is always something great about being on a bike!!
A woman here (Boulder) was hit by a cow a few years ago while jogging on the city’s open space. Broke her hip. She sued. Not sure what happened with the lawsuit, but they have more signs now warning about the cows.
I almost got hit by a deer while mtn biking. One when by and I remember that there is always another one, the little bugger was with a friend. The 2nd one passed and I started going and then the 3rd one just missed me. In fact, i stopped and checked to make sure I didn’t have a horn in my side
A woman here (Boulder) was hit by a cow a few years ago while jogging on the city’s open space. Broke her hip. She sued. Not sure what happened with the lawsuit, but they have more signs now warning about the cows.
I did get hit by a chipmunk once…on the helmet. Poor bugger tried to cross the road in the middle of a 30+ rider group. Hit a wheel or something, got tossed into the air, and glanced off my helmet. Never managed to find out what happened to it.
Got hit in the right knee by a low flying dove while riding New Orleans lakefront a few years ago. Didn’t even see it coming, but it felt like a rock when it hit me. It was dead by the time it hit the road. Felt bad about that one, but I also feel a little bad every time I swim over someone while racing, so I guess I’m an emotional weakling.
Then there was the woman in the Boulder Peak tri last year who hit/was hit by a black bear on the descent on Olde Stage road. I wasn’t there, but as I hear it bothe she and the bear were ok. She picked herself and bike up and finished the race.