| Re: Get off the Road II
On Tue, 20 Jul 2004 10:36:21 -0400, "Mike Beauchamp"
<news@mikebeauchamp.com> wrote:
> He gets out and
>starts yelling "YOU DONT KNOW HOW ****ING MAD I AM RIGHT NOW" and he comes
>right up to me (As opposed to you, I'm 5'6 150lbs.) practically ready to
>punch me in the face. I put the bike down and walk away. He gets in his
>jeep, skids the tires and drives away.. I assume he was either going to beat
>his wife, or just got done doing so.
Wow. Well, easier for me to laugh, being uh, large, and a fighter by
trade; so nobody's gonna intimidate me, even with a tire iron. (it's
good to be cool, b/c yeah, you don't know who is gonna pull a piece).
I just have to get off the bike and stand there and take a deep breath
- people see me and shrink away. Only happened once on the bike. I
laughed at that time, too. ;-p
But they don't realize...they may be 'mad', but you're keyed up on
adrenaline and in the aerobic zone and could kick most guy's ass who
get out of a car, still sleepy, being like twice as fast as them,
reflexes up and stuff.
But I was very happy at how quickly I was able to blow it off, and it
didn't even rate an extra heartbeat, returning to the ride and bike
talk and pacing. That makes me feel good - pfft, dumb cager. Next
topic. ;-p
-B
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