I rode to work today. Got up, showered, went to the bike shed and got the bike out. I put my backpack into my panier and stuck my ipod buds in, seeing as it was 4:00 am and no one else was out driving yet. I strapped on...wait, put on my cycling cap, threw a leg over, turned on my lights and took off, smiling while Janice whispered in my ear. I was making good time when I realized how nice it was and how early I was, so I slowed down to prolong the nice ride. The cars that went by, for the most part giving me plenty of room, when they looked saw nothing but a dude with work clothes on and a big fat smile on his face. They didn't see a helmet. They didn't see a camera. They didn't see anyone who was looking for them to do something wrong so the authorities could be called. They just saw a happy normal dude on a bike. I went up a hill, determined to not downshift, and felt like Eddie Merkx at the Tour de France (except a LOT slower, lol), and shot my arms up in a sign of victory. In fact, it was just a fun ride.
Most days are like this for me. I love riding, love the excercise and knowing I'm doing just a little to make this planet a nicer place to live. Sure, it's just a drop in a bucket, but it's my drop. Evidently, I'm not a good advocate, however. From everything I've read on this forum, cycling is supposed to be dangerous and cars, for some reason, are always trying to hit the cyclists here.
What am I doing wrong?