Good morning ladies - I just got into my office and my nerves are still on edge. I decided that since I was working a hellish schedule this semester and my ride time was going to be drastically affected I would join the ranks of the biking commuters.
All prepared, remembered to bring a lock and change of shoes. I even wore a cycling skirt w/ a matching jersey (sorta) so that I wouldn't look like a total bike nerd on campus.
So here I am, lovely morning, riding along.. la la la - what a good idea I had to commute the 10 miles to work.
Gee, that Jeep pulling towards the intersection ahead of me on the right sure is going fast.
Hmm.. in fact, he's not slowing down at all...I better swing wide left just to be safe.
Sh$&! I better swing WIDER!! How can he not see me, I'm practically in front of him!
&*($!!!! He's not even LOOKING up (dialing a phone???)
I swing as wide as I can (thank god no cars to my left) he comes barreling into the road - I open my mouth to say.. something?? All that comes out is a scream of pure fear as he clips my rear tire.
I do not crash, I keep my cadence and manage to keep balanced (go me) thinking OMG he hit me! Quick internal check for damage to self and bike, heart threatening to explode through my chest. I can't even talk, he pulls up along side -
My bad! Totally my fault. I wasn't looking, I'm very sorry.
Speeds away. I say nothing - I'm still processing that he effin hit me. The entire thing happened in seconds.
I take the next intersection, feel tears threatening just from the emotion of the moment. Spend the next mile pulling myself together, going over it, making sure I did everything right.
Sheesh.
Arrived to my office safely but have to admit I'm rethinking this commuter thing. Be safe out there girls... err.. ladies.. women? (can't remember what was decided on that ;) )
T.

