No doubting it at all, we've all had days like psalm 56:
1Be gracious to me, O God, for people overtake me on bikes with racks and mudguards;
all day long headwinds oppress me;
2car drivers pass too close to me all day long,
for many fight against me.
O Most High-viz, 3when I am afraid,
I put my trust in you.
4In God, whose word I praise,
in primary position I trust; I am not afraid;
what can taxi-drivers do to me?
5All day long they seek to injure my cause;
all their thoughts are against me for evil.
6Punctures stir up strife, they lurk,
they watch my steps.
As they hoped to have my gatorskins,
7 so repay
* them for their crime;
in wrath cast down the peoples, O God!
8You have kept count of my tossings;(
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put my mileage in your cyclogs.
Are they not in your record?
9Then the POBs and singlespeeder couriers will retreat
on the day when I call.
This I know, that
* God is for me.
10In God, whose word I praise,
in the Lord, whose word I praise,
11in God I trust; I am not afraid.
What can a mere mortal do to me?
12My cyclecraft I must perform, O God;
I will render thank-offerings to you.
13For you have delivered my soul from death,
and my feet from clipless moments
so that I may cycle to work
in the light of life.