Above: Scene of the crime, part 3 – Antisocial cycling in Queens Road, Hastings. I was taking a photo of the cyclist you can hopefully see on the pavement ahead. The foreground is exactly where I was hit again.
If your reading this in any kind of order then guess what…Yep, I got hit again.
For those who are reading out of order, here’s part 1: click this writing!
So yep, I was hit again towards the end of 2015. A cyclist on a mountain bike collided with me, opposite the bus stop by Morrison’s (on Morrison’s side). He was too quick for me. I could see him coming from a distance and thought I’d given him enough room but as he got closer, I realised he was going to collide with me. He made no attempt to slow down and thus the cycle-tango ensued, my dance partner flubbing his role and leaving me to take the full weight of his body and bike.
The usual angry, articulations ensued from this dangerous, speeding pavement cycler and continued as he rode off. The usual badly in pain, limping home, 3 weeks of recovery all over again.
But remember…the perception of the risk (#) is far greater than the risk of collision itself.
(#) of being hit by a bike. Source: Hastings Observer