Some time this spring I’m gonna have to pass somebody about 2-4 times. You know that guy (girl?) who passes you like their seat is on fire only to fizzle out about two blocks ahead. So you approach, call out “on yer left” and make the pass safely. Five minutes or five blocks later... here we go again.

It happens every spring when the weather gets nice and the tax refund checks find their way into the LBS. Suddenly bicycle commuting seems like a good idea to folks full of good intentions.

Don’t get me wrong, I applaud their interest and effort but really don’t appreciate their unpredictable riding. If traffic is tight and it looks risky to keep swapping I’ll stop for a bit to get a little separation.

Happens every year.

-Kedosto