In the past two weeks, I've biked 84.1 miles. Most of these were on one of Madison's many bike paths, so it should be especially concerting that in the brief times I've been on regular streets I've seen:
- One young male texting while driving (illegal in Wisconsin).
- A soccer mom in her minivan texting while driving.
- Four cars driving the wrong way down a one way street.
- One driver using a bike lane to pass a slower vehicle, which is not only illegal but extremely dangerous: they could run over a cyclist or cause a wreck. The bike lane, which is between the regular automotive lane and the curb, is about 1/4th the size of an automotive lane. To squeeze by the passing car also drives over the regular automotive lane and is at risk of clipping the slower car.
- One car using a bike lane as a right turn lane, which is also illegal, and they came within inches of clipping the car waiting at a red light in the automotive lane.
- One car with two wheels in the automotive lane and two wheels in the bike lane, apparently, just for the hell of it.
- A college coed who passed me within inches of my bike (which is illegal, if the car can't allow for three feet of space between the bike and the car they are not supposed to pass the bike).
- Two cars using a bike & bus only lane as a regular automotive lane (yep, it's illegal).
I have to admit that there is an added component to this equation, something which if I didn't have, my time on the bike would have been much lower. It's doctor-prescribed supplementary testosterone. Granted, I was testosterone-deficient before all of this and the supplementary testosterone only puts me back at normal, pre-injury levels. I'm by no means having an elevated testosterone level, the cream only puts me at the normal amount for a man my age. The fact that it's a cream which is absorbed slowly through the skin, as opposed to the mainline injection method athletes and body builders use, also slows the way in which the testosterone is introduced to the body. But I control the time at which the testosterone is administered, and by doctor's orders, it is applied at different times of the day, including the time right before I go for a bike ride.
Finally, to be testosterone deficient and haven gotten somewhat used to it (the doctor and I talked about testosterone therapy for a while before finally starting it, it was by no means a haste reaction), and then to have a normal amount of testosterone, well the effect is to relatively feel energized to a certain degree (one symptom of low testosterone is a depressed energy level). That's why I've added supplementary testosterone to my list of personal MCS definitions: I call it go go juice.
2 comments:
Good luck on the roads there. It sounds like you have enough trails there that you can opt to stay off the roads, for the most part. I hope that's the case, because if some loser runs you over, there won't be anyone left to run this blog. And who will post the final moments from the lipstick camera?
If I get run over, most likely the lipstick camera will too. Or the driver could pick it up.
Plus, these things have zero battery time. It's not uncommon to finish my ride only to discover the batteries died 5 minutes into the final ride. If the battery time could be improved, there would have been three more "Dangerous Streets of Madison" posts.
Ultimately, I think a major part of bicycle safety rests on how well educated car drivers are about cyclist, and the cyclists' rights on the road. Although I can take bike paths, bike lanes, and bike routes for most of my two wheeled journeys, all it takes is one car driver to end my life.
Case in point, as a child I was hit by a car and put into a coma by a car driver who didn't yield to me as a pedestrian in the middle of a crosswalk. I never saw him because the crosswalk was at the top of a hill, and he never saw me because he never saw me, hill or not. This bastard didn't even hit the brakes.
That's probably why such things trouble me know, but I'm doing this for everyone's safety. Nobody should have to go through what I went through.
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