Since moving to England almost 7 months ago, I’ve seen some very interesting stuff and some really odd things. And my bike rides have been not been excempt.

Cycling in England in many ways is very different from cycling in Northmybanner47c6339d0aa40ab9 America. Besides riding on the other side of the road, which means crossing roads different, shoulder checking the other side and a bunch of other changes, the roads are never dry, drivers respond to cyclists different, and the roads are much more narrow than anything else I’ve ever ridden on.

As cycling is often a challenge in England and in London, I’ve never experienced what I experienced today. I was riding back into a village, riding on flat ground…doing about 27mph with a couple cars waiting driving behind me as the speed limit was 30. About 250 yards ahead of me was a round-a-bout. I’m slowing down in anticipation of the roun-a-bout, on the other side of the road coming the other direction is a line of about 6 cars also. All of a sudden, a HUGE bull, probably 1500lbs, complete with horns that had to be 24 inches long on either side, comes storming out of the trees on my right….storms out onto the road, the same road I”m riding on, about 15metres in front of me. This bull looks pissed off!!! I swear I can see smoke, fire and steam pouring out of his nostrils and his eyes look huge. Lucky for me he starts running up the road away from me. I look behind me and all the cars behind me and on the other side of the road have stopped and they have their mobile phones out, hopefully calling the cops or animal control. I think about stopping, but if I stop and he turns towards me I’m totally screwed. I slowly keep pedaling trying to stay back from the bull and right behind him so he won’t see me. After about 20 seconds of following him, praying he doesn’t turn around and gore me Pamplona style, he turns off the road and starts troting through the ditch. I stomp the pedals, trying to get past him and to some safety before the bull gets any ideas about the moron on the bike in cycling tights. I get to the round-a-bout and start nervously laughing out loud, thankful to be safety. I look down at and then see my jersey. It suddenly dawns on me that it’s a good think I stayed right behind him where he couldn’t see me because I’m wearing my favorite jersey, a Boure long sleeve jersey, Ned Overend’s cycling clothing company, that I bought at Mountain Bike Specialists in Durango, CO, probably the coolest bike store ever, go there if you get the chance. Anyways, sorry to rabbit trail, but the thing is this jersey is BRIGHT RED. img_34421I realize I was wearing an invitation for the bull to charge me. At this point, I make the mid-ride decision to just head home after my first hour, counting my blessings and being thankful I hadn’t go to that spot in the road 10 seconds earlier.

Needless to say, my eyes, ears, and mind are wide open now. I’m wondering what other bulls might come storming out onto the road in the coming months while we continue to adjust to living in England. I just hope I have the chance to see them coming and respond accordingly.

Let me know what other craziness you’ve encountered while cycling. Would love to hear some crazy stories.

Researchers in England have recently identified an ‘adenovirus’ that they say can be caught just like a ‘cold’, except that in addition to causing you to have a sore throat and sniffles it also can cause fat cells to multiply rapidly, causing weight gain.  The infernece is that ‘obesity’ is something that you can catch, just like a cold.  Read the article here.

Before I start ranting against people I deem too lazy to live healthy who are looking for some rubbish excuse for being severly overweight…let me qualify a few things.

I’m 37, balding slowly and overweight (probably 15 pounds…I’m 5’11 and 193…I should be about 178).

When I hit 30, my metabolism slowed down noticeably and it SUCKS!

I don’t eat as good as I should and I love potato chips and soda.

I work hard to stay as little overweight as I am…play ice hockey once a week and go cycling 3 times a week for a minimum of an hour at a time.

All this to say…I’m not some rail  thin, eat anything, don’t need to exercise arrogant ass who looks down his nose at anyone who is slightly overweight.

But this article makes me ask a couple questions?   If obesity can be ‘caught’,  how is it obesity was never the epidemic it is in decades before?  How is creating an obesityvaccine is really a plausible solution?

All this smacks of a culture that desires to absolve people of responsibility for their actions (yes, i recognize that for some people obesity is a legitimate disease) and give the opportunity to live without concern at the least cost to the individual.