So tonight I decide not to go for a swim training with the tri club after work after work, which has only happened twice on a Wednesday in the last year or so. So straight home it was on a route I would never normally be on on a Wednesday, when 5 miles from home I come across a chap pushing a fully loaded bike, so as you would I stopped and asked if I could help, two snapped spokes on the drive side meant a wheel that was not the shape it should be.
Tried to pull and push and tweek the spokes brought very little difference, so I asked the guy where he was heading, Lincoln says he, that is 15 miles away says I. Now knowing I am 5 miles from home in a single seater Passat estate ( due to the amount of tools I carry) I suggested he stopped and rested whilst I shot back unloaded and came back for him, he seemed grateful for this.
Phoned the wife and told her what I was doing, back home unloaded, she had a flask, sandwiches, crisps, etc. ready for met to take back to the cyclist. Back to where I left him and loaded bike into the car and took him to Lincoln station for him to get a train back to Uxbridge, and man was he pleased with the grub and tea and of course the lift.
So why after him pushing his bike fully loaded with a large rucksack on his back for over 6 miles, say 2 hours+ was I the first person to stop and offer any assistance, damn the selfish people who drove or rode straight past without offering help.
My rewards, a fantastic warm glow inside of knowing I could help somebody that needed just that.
Why did I not go swimming? who knows, maybe it was my cyclist mate whose funeral was yesterday sent me that way.
So please and I am sure you all will, if you see somebody that may need help, offer. Do not be like the thousands who drove past this guy today.