Thursday, February 23, 2012

TOUR de BROWARD

Still feeling somewhat anxious over being slammed into by another bicyclist eight days ago, I am opting out of this Sunday’s Tour de Broward http://www.tourdebroward.com/ 100 km bike ride. I won’t even subject myself to the alternate 50 km ride.

Although physically capable of doing either the 100 km or the shorter 50 km, I have a great deal of reservations in regards to placing myself in the middle of an anticipated mass of 1500 crazed cyclists hell bent on riding from point A to point B as fast as they can. That, in itself, is lunacy.

And if I opted to stay near the end of the pack, I would then be subjecting myself to hordes of inexperienced bicyclists. It was an inexperienced bicyclist that caused me to crash eight days ago. No thank you!

Furthermore, we are not talking about riding along isolated roadways devoid of vehicular traffic. All avenues of travel this Sunday will be on roadways semi-clogged with motorists oblivious to cyclists, pedestrians or other earthly creatures moving about.

And as far as the advertised police escort is concerned, only the lead cyclists have the benefit of being escorted by a small brigade of motorcycle police officers. So if you are not traveling at an ultra-fast pace on your two-wheeler, you’re on your own the entire distance.

Putting my existing cautious demeanor aside for a moment, I recall being almost run down by speeding cyclists during the beginning of last year’s Tour de Broward. I also remember being nearly forced off the road by motorists when traveling south on Dykes Road near the end of the 100 km ride.

In conclusion, in my opinion, as well as the opinion of many others who have traveled on those particular roadways, the 50 km and the 100 km course may be horrendously hazardous to a cyclist’s health.

By the way, I have no qualms over paying for the ride and then opting out.  That's my choice!  The monies could not go to a better cause, Joe DiMaggio's Children Hospital in Hollywood, Florida USA.  

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

RECOVERY RIDE NUMBER TWO

This morning's ride should be categorized as another post-crash recovery ride.

The first 5 miles, all under a 10 mph pace, was spent circling the shopping mall watching our police department disperse a large crowd of potential shoppers that had all intentions of swarming our mall with hopes of being the first ones to purchase a certain make and model athletic shoe. I'm not making this up!  I praise our men and women in blue for keeping our mall devoid of stupid, overly aggressive idiots.  

All riding after circling the mall was done in a small group at a moderate pace on both city and country roads. Please keep in mind that our country roads are equivalent to most people's city roads.

Total mileage for the day was just under 30 miles.  

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

RECOVERY RIDE

Monday morning’s ride, a typical out and back from the shopping mall to Einstein's Bagel Shoppe in Weston, was just what Dr. Bobo ordered.  (I'm Dr. Bobo)  After feeling a great deal of anxieties after Wednesday’s bicycle crash, I’ve now regained my self-confidence.

Today’s ride included a little bit of escort duties, slow conversational type riding and occasional sprints to speeds just below 25 mph.

As far as the weather was concerned, it couldn’t have been more pleasant. We were blessed with 62 degrees at the beginning of the ride and 70 near the end – with clear skies and wind out of the north at 5 to 10 mph.

We rode on city streets, a couple of sidewalks, over interstate bridges, and on country roads.

The only thing that could have made this ride better was if we would have had a pile of flapjacks covered with maple syrup waiting for us at the completion of the ride. 

Oh, and some hot coffee and Florida orange juice.

http://ridewithgps.com/trips/517604

Saturday, February 18, 2012

BICYCLE CRASH

Wednesday afternoon at 5 PM, I joined two others from Team Memorial in Brian Piccolo Park for some laps in the park’s fenced-off area.  The area is fenced off specifically for bikers that wish to do laps.  

I felt great up until some asshole, inexperienced biker slammed into my right side when he attempted to pass me on my right side (strict rule: Never pass another cyclist on the right) as he was turning left. He had maybe two feet of usable pavement on my right and a good 20 to 25 feet of pavement on my left, yet he still made his move on my right.

When he cut in front of me, the left side of his rear tire slammed into the right side of my front tire, forcing me to topple onto the pavement at an approximate speed of 15 mph. Big OUCH!

Lots of road burn, plus, I landed on my right shoulder and right hip. Both hurt, as you can imagine.

And to make matters worse, I rode my bike to this park (3.7 miles from home), which meant that I had to ride my bike back home – in the dark of night.

Rule number 1 through 100: Never, ever ride with inexperienced cyclists.

You can bet that I'll never break that rule again.

X-rays show no breaks.  I already had an appointment with my orthopedic surgeon yesterday at 1 PM for an unrelated issue, so he went ahead and did a series of X-rays even though they had nothing to do with why I was there to see him.

Sunday, February 12, 2012

NEIGHBORHOOD MTN BIKE RIDE

After opting out of this morning’s group bike ride because of the strong wind, I later decided to do seventeen miles on our neighborhood's sidewalks just to break even for the week at 100 cycling miles.

There’s not too much I can say about this ride other than it was truly enjoyable riding past the many spirited children playing in the parks, casually observing people scurrying about in the shopping mall, and then going extra slow so that I could truly appreciate the flowering trees, grassy fields and all the sub-tropical shrubs and flowers that Florida has to offer.

Stopping for a moment when circling our lake, I happily observed the many ducks and Ibis that call that particular body of water, home.

But most of all, above all else, I appreciated my freedom.


Saturday, January 21, 2012

COMPETITION, IS IT GOOD OR BAD?

Staring in disbelief at our dining room table, I mentioned to My wife that just yesterday I had thoroughly dusted our condo and that I could not comprehend why there remained a thin layer of the unmerciful powder, again, invading the table’s surface at free will. Her reply was without hesitation and unfortunately factual.  “Dust has always been and will always be,” she volunteered. And so it is, as with dust, so is competition.

Competition is a word frequently used to illustrate a contest between rivals, multi parties acting independently to secure the business of a third party by offering the most favorable terms, or possibly a word to describe the ever occurring comparisons we must endure in our daily lives.  Some comparative words and phrases are bout, clash, contention, encounter, fight, game, match-up, opposition, tug-of-war, and even dog eat dog.

Competition possibly started before mankind’s existence.  The Bible has it that God and Satan fought for the angels, hence the fallen angels that went the way of the devil.

And then came man, and the same battle raged for the soul of man. And along with that incessant battle, man began competing with one another in nearly every facet of life.  Mankind competed for land, for food and water, for materialistic wants and needs, for lovers, and many more.  There are too many to list!  Life has not changed in modern times.  Today, some of the competitive measures have been ingenuously transformed, but the situation remains destructively similar.

So is competition good?

Have you heard the phrase, competition is healthy?  Much of the competition today causes strife, tension, anxieties, and stress, which may lead to mental or physical issues.  Competitive failure has led some down the dismal path of acute depression.  And competitive success has led others to affluence and materialistic blindness.

Athletic competition is big today.  I believe that most people express more interest as to who their professional athletic teams draft over who is voted into a political office. Monetarily, literally billions of dollars are spent annually to support athletic competition worldwide.  This amount is astronomically staggering.

And because countries must compete militarily to safe guard their land and way of life from possible attack, the world spends more money in one day on their armies than would be needed to feed all the hungry inhabitants of our world for a year.  This, in tandem with athletic competition money, all of which could be more appropriately used to eradicate sub-standard living conditions that millions of people suffer daily, should be unanimously unacceptable.  But this is not a perfect world by any stretch of our imagination.

The question remains, is competition healthy?

In some cases, you must give an affirmative answer.  I personally think it’s possible. In the case of industry, we have what might be referred to as “perfect competition”, whereas the ideal is to have conditions under which competition would achieve maximum effectiveness, such as superior products and low prices for those products.  This is usually the exception rather than the rule.  

So we have what is referred to as “workable competition”.  In this case, there is one firm that may have dominance over smaller firms and will influence market prices and conditions.  Occasionally, the government must intervene into the market through antitrust action or direct regulation in order to improve the situation.

Continuing with the question, the answer must dwell within each individual.  Open your mind and attempt to view things in a different perspective.  Try to imagine a world where no one is competing againsts one another.  Imagine a society where everyone is striving for the same goal of good health and happiness.  Consider a world with no militaries, the non-existence of insolent millionaire ball players, no neighborhoods…cities…states…or countries exhibiting animosity towards one another because of their competing ball teams.  Seriously, have you ever sat in a football or soccer stadium and witnessed the fights between opposing fans?  Is that healthy? Have you ever seen a child unable to “cut it” like his or her peers, and then suffer through a comparison crisis?  Ask that child if competition is healthy!

Yes, there can be healthy and fun competition as long as it’s kept in the proper perspective.

During my childhood, I recall some of those fun backyard croquet games where no one took into account winning or losing. We played the game only for fun and laughs.  By maintaining that position, there were no losers, only winners.

I’m a runner and cyclist.  I enter competitive events.  Some years ago, I decided to never again compete against anyone, only against myself.  Taking this stand eliminates the unavoidable human tendency to be envious, nerve-wracked or even malicious.

Competition is at an all-time fanatical pace in our current culture.  We are so focused on doing things quicker, farther, higher, that we fail to reap the simple enjoyment of…just doing.

The cooperate world continues to deprive us of our time and quality of life by instilling in us their own greedy, fanatical tempo.  Any chance of a tranquil existence and family cohesiveness has been placed on the back burner in the name of gains and profits.  Pharmaceutical companies who major in stress-relief pills continue to profit on our willingness to submit to competitions callous, malevolent properties.

Should our primary goal be to win at all costs and not even enjoy or remember the journey?  Or is it personally more valuable to have success within, enjoy the journey, and then be happy at travels end.

It’s your choice...

Sunday, January 15, 2012

THE BIKE RIDE THAT WASN’T

January 14th, 2012

Maybe it’s my U.S. military training or my instinctive nature not to leave anyone behind. Whichever it is, evidently a good amount of cyclists don’t see it that way.

Take this morning’s ride for example.

Riding near the rear of a 16-man pace line, five of us in the rear found it absolutely necessary to stop at a traffic signal at South Post & Bonaventure or chance being run over by vehicles that were beginning to edge through the intersection. The frontrunners in our peloton made it through the RED traffic signal without incident. The signal had turned red right before the peloton’s leader reached the busy intersection.

After patiently waiting for the traffic signal to turn green, we tried in vain to catch up with the speeding eastbound peloton. One and a half miles into the chase, at 22 to 23 mph, all of it into a strong 10 to 15 mph wind, the large gap had not decreased. It was obvious that the pace line wasn’t about to slow down so that we could rejoin them. It was then that I said to myself, “Screw them.”

I then proceeded to make a quick U-Turn heading in the direction of my parked vehicle. I voluntarily ended my morning’s ride in total disgust.

What occurred today was not an example of what happens when slower riders join a group that is too fast for their skill level. Two of the riders that had stopped are probably two of the strongest cyclists in the Weston Warrior’s group. What happened today was an example of the main body of the peloton ignoring or being inconsiderate to those who chose not to compromise their safety just for the sake of not fragmenting the peloton.

One good thing did come out of me turning back. Shortly after turning around, I came upon a large palm tree limb and other debris that had fallen across the westbound bike lane. Out of respect for my fellow cyclists and runners, I stopped my bike and then cleared the lane of all debris.  It was the right thing to do!  

Anyway, maybe riding solo in county parks isn’t such a bad thing after all.