I have recently re-joined the club, reading through some (many) of the posts on various topics I came across this comment. I was saddened and dismayed by it, to the point I am not sure I want to remain a member.
I AM A CYCLIST, you don’t know me, so why do you hate me, is it because:
I am 63 years old?
I am the father to 3 young adults?
I am a grandfather to 6 adorable kiddies?
I am divorced after 38 years of marriage?
Or is it because:
I wore the uniform of Her Majesty’s Armed Forces for 40 years?
I was awarded 6 Medals?
I helped carry the body of a dead comrade and watched his blood drip onto my boots?
I have broken so many bones during my service it was easier to tell medics which ones I haven’t?
Or is it because:
I represented the United Kingdom as an Age Group Qualifier at a World Championship Sporting Event?
Or because:
I used to commute 30 miles a day to work on a bicycle?
I have been forced off the road by “punishment” passes, been verbally abused and threatened with physical violence, frequently told I was “in the way” despite travelling twice the distance they have in their car, to do the same as them, get to work.
I suffered, like many in a similar position, with severe depression after my marriage broke up. As someone who had been through the same experience said to me, “I wanted to go to bed and never wake up” I realised I needed to do something when I was sawing a piece of wood and had to fight the urge to run the blade across my own arm. My GP offered me “happy” pills, I took one and threw the rest away, I knew that would not help me beat the black cloud. I got back on my bike, got my running shoes back out (“retired” after my second hip replacement) and by running and cycling I beat the blackness back into the box. It pokes out sometimes, but a run or a cycle usually stops it, that and a stupid Irish Setter called Raff who is always there wanting to play or walk. The last thing I need when I’m on the bike, trying to find a way through the darkness, is some driver giving me abuse/aggression.
Even cyclists deserve a life.
Now you know me, do you still hate me?