Morning Commute:
Total Distance: 9.27 miles
Total Time:37m 5s
Max Speed: 27.6mph
Avg Speed: 15.0mph
Max H/Rate: 182bpm
Avg H/Rate: 153bpm
Cadence: 73rpm
Crikey. What a bloody commute in that was. A mile from home I was presented with this situation:
I am the thin black line. For some reason I did not think this situation through as, whilst the van at the side of me was turning, I went straight on – not realising that a van with blocked sight was pulling out. Queue a slam of my brakes – a very wobbly “oh my god I’m going to die” I missed the back of his van by mere cms. Lucky for me the driver was actually going quite fast out of his junction otherwise I would have been under the front of his van and probably dead.
The rest of the journey was good after that. I moved myself out from the side of the road a little more than normal because I had no problems keeping up with the traffic.
Then I hit Oxford Road and was in the bus lane – around two and a half foot from the pavement. A bus overtook me and pulled in front of me quite safely and thoughtfully – he got a thumbs up and a wave. Then, another bus driver did the same thing (R757 DRJ – #16767). He gave enough room pulling out at the front, but unfortunately never calculated the speed I or he was travelling at and pulled in leaving his back end heading for me.
I punched the bus hard twice – shit up the passengers on the back seat. Driver didn’t even respond.
He pulled up at the lights further down and I pulled along side him. I banged on his window. He didn’t even respond. I did it again and he responded this time. He didn’t 0pen his window as we discussed what he had just done and signalled holding his arms as wide apart as he could that “this is how much space I gave you”.
Eventually he opened his window and still argued the point not listening to me at all. Unfortunately, due to rain, I had no camera on. I noted the registration and bus number down and carried on.
As he then drove past – he was pointing at his bus number to tell me where it was… Now I wish I had a video. Logic states (to me anyway) that he was too close otherwise how the fuck could I have punched his bus? I don’t have 7ft long arms. Why would I even punch it if he wasn’t close? I wouldn’t! I’d give him the fucking thumbs up and a wave like I did the driver in front.
Thats now set me up for a very shitty day.
Then again, on my lunch I might go out and film some buses jumping red lights and send them to the newspapers
Evening Commute:
Total Distance: 10.15 miles
Total Time:47m 13s
Max Speed: 26.2mph
Avg Speed: 12.9mph
Max H/Rate: 183bpm
Avg H/Rate: 157bpm
Cadence: 76rpm
My sole intention for tonights commute was to get home and get home safe. With the weather being quite stunning I decided that now was the time to test the new route that the snow destroyed any chance of trying on Wednesday.
This new route means that I use a few more side streets and do not travel all the way up Hyde Road, nor pass Denton Roundabout.
I didn’t know if it would work, as I tried a similar route on Monday and ended up travelling through Denton Golf Course as I came to a dead end!
Much to my surprise, this route worked perfectly. I travelled down Hyde Road for all of 100m, pulled off and headed up Garrat Way – through a few side streets and over to Wright Robinson College where the Fallowfield Loop hits. From here, I headed down over the reservoirs in Debdale Park and then across Kings Road up to Audenshaw, over a motorway bridge, up and down a few hills, across 2 mini roundabout and then to familiar territory.
On Hyde Road, in rush hour on the way home I probably meet around 1,000 cars on a stretch not more than 2 miles long – its nose to tail most nights, and very difficult to navigate through the gaps.
On this route, once I’d got of Garray Way, I passed 1 car (well, it actually passed me in the opposite direction) for 3 miles.
I didn’t expect two big hills, but I suppose I do live quite high up
All in all, a fantastic commute home and when the weather holds up, I’ll be doing this route more often.
I’m currently uploading the video so you can have a look. It would be better suited to a Hybrid / Mountain / Cyclo Cross bike, but my life is worth more to me to worry about things like that.
This is the first time this week I’ve actually felt positive about cycling!
Now if only I had some money for that Felt!

#1 by Dick Madeley on February 5, 2010 - 10:43 am
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This is all getting a little unbelievable.
All the exciting things happen when you conveniently forget your camera. I think you actually skipped into work, a basket over you arm, whilst singing songs from Broadway shows.
#2 by Clive Chapman on February 5, 2010 - 10:45 am
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Mate, I’m a serial bus puncher too, if you can punch one they’re too close. You should have tapped your helmet and said that you have filmed it. At least that would have given you the satisfaction that you shit him up.
As for the first incident, you live and learn, no-one is perfect as wifey keeps telling me.
#3 by jobysp on February 5, 2010 - 10:46 am
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Let’s start at the very beginning
A very good place to start
When you read you begin with A-B-C
When you sing you begin with do-re-mi
Do-re-mi, do-re-mi
The first three notes just happen to be
Do-re-mi, do-re-mi
[Maria:]
Do-re-mi-fa-so-la-ti
[spoken]
Let’s see if I can make it easy
Doe, a deer, a female deer
Ray, a drop of golden sun
Me, a name I call myself
Far, a long, long way to run
Sew, a needle pulling thread
La, a note to follow Sew
Tea, a drink with jam and bread
That will bring us back to Do (oh-oh-oh)
[Maria and Children:]
[Repeat above verse twice]
[Maria:]
Do-re-mi-fa-so-la-ti-do
So-do!
[Maria: (spoken)]
Now children, do-re-mi-fa-so and so on
are only the tools we use to build a song.
Once you have these notes in your heads,
you can sing a million different tunes by mixing them up.
Like this.
So Do La Fa Mi Do Re
[spoken]
Can you do that?
[Children:]
So Do La Fa Mi Do Re
[Maria:]
So Do La Ti Do Re Do
[Children:]
So Do La Ti Do Re Do
[Maria:]
[spoken]
Now, put it all together.
[Maria and Children:]
So Do La Fa Mi Do Re, So Do La Ti Do Re Do
[Maria:]
[spoken]
Good!
[Brigitta:]
[spoken]
But it doesn’t mean anything.
[Maria:]
[spoken]
So we put in words. One word for every note. Like this.
When you know the notes to sing
You can sing most anything
[spoken]
Together!
[Maria and Children:]
When you know the notes to sing
You can sing most anything
Doe, a deer, a female deer
Ray, a drop of golden sun
Me, a name I call myself
Far, a long, long way to run
Sew, a needle pulling thread
La, a note to follow Sew
Tea, a drink with jam and bread
That will bring us back to Do
Do Re Mi Fa So La Ti Do
Do Ti La So Fa Mi Re
[Children:]
Do Mi Mi
Mi So So
Re Fa Fa
La Ti Ti
[Repeat above verse 4x as Maria sings]
[Maria:]
When you know the notes to sing
You can sing most anything
[Maria and Children:]
Doe, a deer, a female deer
Ray, a drop of golden sun
Me, a name I call myself
Far, a long, long way to run
Sew, a needle pulling thread
La, a note to follow Sew
Tea, a drink with jam and bread
That will bring us back to
[Maria:]
[Children:]
Do . . . So Do
Re . . . La Fa
Mi . . . Mi Do
Fa . . . Re
So . . . So Do
La . . . La Fa
Ti . . . La So Fa Mi Re
Ti Do – oh – oh Ti Do — So Do
#4 by jobysp on February 5, 2010 - 10:47 am
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Clive – I did tell him I had a camera – he queried where it was
And yes, you live and learn – I waved an apology to the van driver and the car behind as they both must have royally shit themselves!
#5 by Clive Chapman on February 5, 2010 - 11:11 am
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Er..ok…why?
#6 by Redbikes on February 5, 2010 - 11:26 am
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Back to normal then Joby?
Thankfully i’ve had no trouble with cars all week. I’m having enough trouble with potholes and ice without cars getting in the way too.
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#7 by Phill on February 5, 2010 - 12:13 pm
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There’s nothing quite like the hyper-awareness of the 20 minutes after nearly killing yourself, is there? Be careful mate, I’d need to find something else to read if you went under a van (and of course I am slightly being serious, be careful out there, the crap weather makes crap drivers out of lots of people).
#8 by jobysp on February 5, 2010 - 1:02 pm
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Clive – because he looked at my camera clip on my helmet and saw it was empty (it was raining!)
Red – yup, back to normal indeed
Potholes are a major issue over here too – there’s one on hyde road thats a foot wide, a foot long and about 4 inches deep – I can’t bunnyhop over that one
Phill – your right, I was ultra aware, which is why I got mad at the bus driver! Really wish I had had my camera on… Needed to prove a point to the smug little prick.
#9 by Dick Madeley on February 5, 2010 - 2:32 pm
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Joby on potholes,
Fingering to pillocks,
Right proper knob ends,
And riding down hillocks,
Roundabout tailbacks,
Little squashed kittens
Left at the kerbside,
By the drivers of Britain,
FIATS with learner plates
Tied on with string…
These are a few of my favourite things…
Tra la la…
#10 by jobysp on February 5, 2010 - 2:38 pm
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If I were a rich man
I would buy a fucking good and light expensive little bike
Then I’d ride it all along the roads
Dodging all those big potholes.
I wouldn’t have to work hard
Because then there would be no point in buying an expensive bike.
Punching smug and twatty little cars
Every time I cycled past.
#11 by Dick Madeley on February 5, 2010 - 2:45 pm
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Hell, it’s like being on the X Factor but without all the talent.
#12 by jobysp on February 5, 2010 - 2:51 pm
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[ORPHANS]
It’s the hard-knock life for us!
It’s the hard-knock life for us!
[ANNIE]
Badly treated
[ORPHANS]
Cyclists
[ANNIE]
Badly treated
[ORPHANS]
We get hit!
[ALL]
It’s the hard-knock life!
Got no tax to speak of, so,
It’s the hard-knock road we ride!
[ANNIE]
Badly treated
[ORPHANS]
Cut me up
[ANNIE]
Badly treated
[ORPHANS]
Drive too close
[ALL]
It’s the hard-knock life!
#13 by Dick Madeley on February 5, 2010 - 2:58 pm
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I think you’re enjoying this a little too much…
#14 by Dave Moulton on February 5, 2010 - 3:01 pm
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The Highway code covers this scenario Rule 211
#15 by jobysp on February 5, 2010 - 3:07 pm
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Is it worth the waiting for?
If we live ’til eighty four
All we ever get is abu…se!
Ev’ry day we say stop and pray –
Will they change the right of way?
Still we get the same old abu…se!
There is not a cuss, nor a cunt we cant find,
Be it bus, be it car, or ped,
But there’s nothing to stop us from getting a thrill
When we punch the fucker in the head…
#16 by jobysp on February 5, 2010 - 5:44 pm
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@Dave_Moulton: Cheers Dave