Is is possible the negativity we cyclists get once in a while is due to envy? Who wouldn't envy a cyclist:
Faster than a speeding pedestrian.
More powerful than the local transit system.
Passes long lines of congested automobile traffic in a single block.
Look! Up on the hill! It's a bird! It's a plane! It's...it's... It's me!
I am in better shape in my fourties than I was at 10, 15, 18, 25 or 30, or any other time in my life. "Gimme five, Petey! <slaps self>"