Adrenaline Rush

When we talk about a potential future that doesn’t include one or both of us, my go to is getting hit by the proverbial bus. This morning, while out for a walk, on sidewalks, I was almost hit by a Lime Strider (like a bike, but no pedals,  all power). Walking with Carl, I moved to switch sides with him and the strider went flying past. I never heard it coming, and they had not said anything.

I’m pretty sure I said something out loud at my surprise, and I know I yelled that they shouldn’t be riding on the sidewalk.  I’m fairly certain it is illegal, especially at those speeds. They are supposed to be in a bike lane or the street, which was right there.

Then I noticed he had stopped at the next intersection a long half block from us and dismounted. Since he didn’t appear to be directing any communication toward me, anger or apology, I used the adrenaline rush and ran up to him. First I loudly told him to take out his ear buds, and proceeded to point out he had almost hit me, he was going way too fast, and shouldn’t be riding on the sidewalk to begin with. I got this out a few times. He did apologize at this point but I think he was more worried about what I would do/say next. About this time Carl caught up and reiterated a few points about slowing down.

Adrenaline is amazing stuff. I have not run in a while (street crossing occasionally) and certainly have not run fast. It was probably good that we had a few miles walk in front of us still to get it to wear off.

Walk sighting, before the brush with death, or at least injury.

Oh, and it rained on us, but just a trace. We’ll see what the rest of the day brings.

2 Responses to “Adrenaline Rush”

  1. Margaret Says:

    Frightening, especially the what ifs! I am seeing more and more youngsters on high speed e-bikes and motorized scooters, unaware of traffic, signs or PEOPLE. And yes, riding on sidewalks. I’m glad you gave this guy a piece of your mind!

    • raincharm Says:

      After we were walking away I was still buzzing. I told Carl I didn’t think I swore at him as I yelled (or spoke really loudly). I hope I didn’t because then that may be what they remember. I’m not sure why, but it felt important in the moment.

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