Bikes overtaken - 27
Bikes overtaking me - 1
After a record overtaking spree en route this morning, I decided no longer to count as overtaken the oblivious helmeted at red lights who see nothing more of me than a blur as I speed past into the beyond. Overtaking other cycles is a complicated process that I can compare only to fishing. The sighting of a target, the assesment of their roadworthiness, the voice in the head, 'This is Nancy at Chase HQ', the inexorable reeling in of what was once in front. This process is short-circuited by the non-movement of the near-stationary, and like a cat pawing a young mouse I can no longer truly classify the movement as an overtaking. As I pondered this, yet another courier with lock around waste sped past me at Farringdon, and though I ferociously moved to redress the imbalance, the hill towards Holborn stymied my progress. Compassion is foolhardy on these roads.
#17 August 2006 | Comments (5)