tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329340902153957857.post3641508325984949366..comments2017-02-14T04:54:21.115-08:00Comments on Fat Chick On A Bike: Alternatives to the Bike PathLucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09412866800975423780noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329340902153957857.post-89473373372031372152010-05-26T18:01:13.339-07:002010-05-26T18:01:13.339-07:00Hahahahah! I totally feel like doing that too. A...Hahahahah! I totally feel like doing that too. A few weeks ago, Stef and I were trying to pass three women walking along across the entire path. I was really yelling at them that we were coming but they weren't paying attention until we were almost on them. When they finally saw us, they split like the Red Sea. Fortunately, we weren't going that fast but we definitely surprised them.Lucyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09412866800975423780noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3329340902153957857.post-58503186259134951242010-05-26T15:34:04.712-07:002010-05-26T15:34:04.712-07:00I hear you re. the Minuteman. Years ago when I li...I hear you re. the Minuteman. Years ago when I lived in Beacon Hill, I felt the same way about the Esplanade path along the Charles River, which is always choked with pedestrians, joggers, rollerbladers, etc. This all would be fine if said pedestrians, joggers, rollerbladers, etc. would behave predictably, choosing one side of the path or the other in order to let cyclists pass, but they either used the ENTIRE path, or they darted from side to side like panicked squirrels, making it impossible to pass without running someone over.<br /><br />Instead of the usual "Passing on the left," I was always tempted to call out, "Just pick a side!"Loriannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11610684937868696220noreply@blogger.com