Jesus Hates Bikers

Unless you have been in a thunderstorm where it rained bicycles (complete with rider) you have no idea what it's like to drive around town during the annual Chilly Hilly.

The Chilly Hilly is a bicycle race around the island that attracts hundreds of bicycle enthusiasts (the good and the bad) from the Seattle area and leads them up and down the city's immense hills in the dead of winter- sounds like fun, huh?

Disclaimer: the following paragraphs contain generalized, stereotypical remarks provoked from feelings of intense annoyance.

From my own experience, bikers think they are much better than the rest of us - because they don't pollute the earth, though this says nothing of their pollution to the social environment. I always get smug, arrogant vibes off of bikers- but I can laugh inside because they are the ones wearing unflatteringly, tight biker shorts.

Bikers also think that they have special road priviledges- as in, they don't have to be concerned about or show consideration towards the vehicles on the road. Driving down the side roads of the island, I was happy to concede my driving conveniences to the bikers who rode three and four at a time. But when we got to any major hill I had to inch my way up (we're talking 2-5 mph here!) because when bikers get tired, they start to swagger and sway clumsily from side to side all over the road. For some reason, bikers also think its acceptable to stop in the middle of the road to rest and catch their breath- UGH!

I was so frustrated today. I did my normal run near the finish line of the cycle race. People on their bikes saw me coming but remained in my way, blocking the entire road while they starred right at me. WTF, ever saw a runner before? You know people who don't need machines to be athletes?

As a runner, I grew up learning the "rules of the road" and how important it is to be considerate when you share it with others- you always concede right of way to the fasted moving object. Apparently, if you utilize pedals and two wheels for transportation purposes, you're far above all that. If you ride a bike, all you have to do is pretend that you can outpace any vehicle and out maneuver any runner and then there is no need to be considerate.

End of bitter rampage.