Ragtime Cyclist has great blogs that he puts out, from time to time, on biking behavior. It has amazed me how countries, race, language, and/or massive bodies of water do not affect how cycling groups behave. We are so similar that it is scary. Not trying to move in on Ragtime’s area, but I have noticed something . . . very, very irritating.
An Unwritten Rule can be defined as a rule, usually concerning social behavior, which is known by all but spoken by none. When I finished my 142 km ride yesterday, I was aggravated. This is the second time I’ve been aggravated on my Sunday group ride. There is a guy in the group who seems to be professor emeritus of the Unwritten Rule. Here’s an example dialogue, during the ride I blogged about on March 4th, as we stopped at an intersection:
“Hey, man, you broke an unwritten rule,” said he.
Exhausted, I replied, “Do what?”
“Yeah, I had pulled us within striking distance of the main group, and when you took over, you pulled away like you were making the jump solo.”
Really too tired to talk, but being nice, I explained, “I’m really burnt, man. I’m not worried about bridging a gap. I’m struggling.”
At that point, I took a shorter route back and rode solo. The guy later called to apologize for “calling me out” in front of everyone. I told him that I didn’t take it that way and to let it go.
Fast forward to being aggravated yesterday . . . I was riding strong. I felt good. I pulled the majority of the day and happy about being in the opposite position that I was in on March 4th. In the final few miles, the guy rode directly behind me in the pace line. I had been pulling for a while and had to adjust myself in the saddle, but I felt no need to fall back. I am well aware that when pulling a cyclist is suppose to continuously pedal. During my scoot back on the saddle and waiting to do so during a descent, I hear a voice in the wind:
“Hey, Scotty, make sure that you always pedal in a pull.”
I had no response. I consider that strike two for him. The next time, I am going to give our in-house professional cyclist a piece of my mind. He’s really not a bad guy. He’s very nice and seems to mean well, but I didn’t start riding yesterday. I won’t have to look hard for subject matter . . . the same guy fits into another category that I will soon blog about, if Ragtime doesn’t get there first.