28 Years Later

When I was 12 years old, I first started riding to school. It was five miles each way, along some relatively busy roads. Yet there weren’t so many cars on the roads, and drivers seemed to have a whole lot more awareness of other road users. I can’t think of a single instance of the sort of close shave that seems to be an almost daily occurrence nowadays.

What’s happened in the intervening time?

Yesterday, I finally figured it out.

We’ve got us a zombie infestation. How else do you explain drivers’ shambling, yet deadly approach?

Yesterday I finally saw incontrovertible evidence of this. As I entered a roundabout in Ashington, a car was approaching from my left. The driver casually looked to his right, observing my progress, and threw up out of his window. I mean, a full-on projectile vomit. The strangest thing was that neither the driver not his passenger seemed to find this at all disturbing, and the car followed me around the roundabout before turning off a little later.

The only possible logical explanation when you think about it, is that these guys were zombies infected with the 28 Days Later virus, and were out looking for fresh meat to infect.

So I’ve changed my mind again about appropriate clothes to wear on a bike:

So let’s split up and look for survivors!

Workout:

• Type: Cycle
• Date: 04/08/2010
• Total Time: 2:30:00.00
• Calories: 1461
• Distance: 30 miles
• Average Speed: 12 mph

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