Because I ride a bicycle, I am a fan of people who also ride. That means when I am not riding, I am a spectator, silently cheering on my favorite team.
Maybe that means I’m a Cubs fan, because I’m constantly being let down.
Take this rider. Nice enough bike, good rack and pannier. A minute before, I watched him confidently descend the Peoria side of the Michel bridge–holding his line.
And then he passed me on the left, running the red light that I had stopped for.
It’s a let down for a couple of reasons: First, I had confused equipment for competency. (It wasn’t the first time.)
But more importantly, while I wasn’t the only one watching, I worried that others around me were assigning that behavior to all people who ride.
And that’s a shame.