I'll take that chance. Why are you running together cyclists and drivers as if they are the same? "Non-pedestrian road users"! This might well be the weaselliest phrase CycleChat has ever seen. Anyway, it falls to me, as ever, to put you straight. The cosy sense of wellbeing and invulnerability and enjoyable perception-mashing actually mix tremendously well with the pleasure of riding a bicycle on the highway. Wobbling home from a happy evening's drinking with friends and singing songs about the moonlight whilst narrowly avoiding sudden ambush by hedges is one of the things that bicycles are for. You do know cycling is supposed to be fun, right?
I apologise for the weaseliness. I don't know what came over me. I am normally the second or third least weaselly person in my select social circle.
As to the
'fun' thing, I'm not sure how serious you're being. How is it meant to be fun? Not only do I hate every minute I spend on a bicycle, I've rashly encouraged my three children to do the same. Sometimes we have so little fun we have to measure it backwards.
I will look into the matter of enjoying cycling, but I think a little research will show this to be the myth I take it for. I hate it and with every new bicycle I build or buy, I hate it more. Fun? Schmun!
That inability to gain any fun may be because I'm not in favour of riding while under the influence of alcohol. Alcohol, too, is something that I will not and cannot associate with fun or enjoyment. Ghastly stuff. The most ghastly (and my least favourite) is Armagnac on a terrace after a big meal, or maybe a slightly peppery Roija with a rare steak. Every time I try either, I hate it more. I also hate Normandy ciders with a big, fat gallette. Yuck!
In that regard, alcohol is like sex, cake and cycling. Hateful things all.
Thank you.