So ok, I've been meaning to have a little blog tantrum about this for several weeks now. Cyclists with half flat tires. oh my god, just even tryign to type those words makes my blood boil... I want to capitalise the words and make the font twice as big... the idiots!
Now take it from me. I've cycled for several years (commuting about 17kms to and from work) and I think I've got a little knowledge on the subject, at least enough to have a bit of a rant! When I first started cycling, I had the odd semi-flat tyre, and I thought to myself that it was good because it made to cycle harder and would make me stronger (going by the 'what doesn't kill you can only make you stronger' theory). How stupid can you be!?! That's just crazy talk! All it does, is make you tired, wreck your bike tyres/rims and makes cycling about as fun as publicly working for Telecom... pfft it's for the birds mate, let me tell you! (Can I get an AHEM!)
But the crazy thing is that I see EASILY more than 50% of cyclists with mountain-type bikes cycling around with these half-flat tires... I swear I just want to run out and grab a hold of these people and shake them like a new born child! PUMP YOUR TIRES UP!!! 50PSI at least! Christ if I, (at a peak weight,) at over 105kg and cycle on 50 PSI tires than so can half of those skinny little cycly type people... Just sort it out and save me having a coronary... please!
Now, I've been meaning to type that up for several days now... almost several weeks. The only thing stopping me was that I had nothing else to blog about (I'm a 2 subject blog man these days) and I feel a bit inadequate if I didn't have something else to chat about.
Anyhow, so last night I was walking home, feeling rather tired and bloated from the quiz night at the pub the night before (lack of sleep and loads of salty chips will do that to you) and I was thinking about how to get out of going to the gym that night when my prayers were answered for me. 2 cars, and 2 women. That's how it started. Then we add an intersection and also a rush hour. Too good. So yeh ofcourse there was an accident and it happened about 3 metres away from me just as I was crossing the road. I was in no real danger, but I had to (I was the only pedestrian there and you know that no one else was going to get out of their cars) run over and check on the drivers. They were both ok - one was a bit shocked and the other had no insurance. The cops turned up and as I was the witness I was interviewed last and was generally made to hang around getting stared out by all the other bypassing motorists (I loved the attention!) In the end the crowd concisted of, 3 police, 2 motorists, 1 father, 1 witness (me) and a GODDAMMED mosquito?!!?!? I swear to god, a damn mosquito bit me on the leg somewhere in all that... how the hell did that happen. Jihad on mosquitos please! I mean surely there must be mossies in Iraq or some shit - and surely that West Nile Virus must have taken down a few taliban's by now, so they should declare war on those bastards! Those damn mossies... lets see them play chicken against a Boein 747 and see how tough they are then!
Anyhow, everyone was ok, and I got home late so I missed my gym night and got to relax on the couch. Life pretty good. Although I still think Obama should eradicate mosquitos and create a law for half flat bike tires and have the death penaly as the standard penaly for it :-)
Toodles.
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