Showing posts with label Robert Penn. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Robert Penn. Show all posts

Monday, July 30, 2012

If only more people cycled


Recently there was a romantic piece in the Independent by Rob Penn on the joys of cycling. It concluded with a paragraph that sums up the reason why so many of us spend so much time on the roads cycling or running, on the hillsides walking or scrambling:
If you've ever experienced a moment of awe or freedom on a bicycle; if you've ever taken flight from sadness to the rhythm of two spinning wheels, or felt the resurgence of hope pedalling to the top of a hill with the dew of effort on your forehead; if you've ever wondered, swooping bird-like down a long hill on a bicycle, if the world was standing still; if you have ever, just once, sat on a bicycle with a singing heart and felt like an ordinary man touching the gods, then you share something fundamental with Bradley Wiggins, and you have reason to cheer him down the Champs-Elysées tomorrow.
It is a wonderful expression of how all of our individual efforts are connected.
But wait - scroll further down the comments column and there is antipathy and fear. It is amazing how many people have a visceral hatred of cycling because of boorish people who ignore the rules of the road and assume they can maintain a high speed in cities by relying on everyone else to get put of the way. I hate those people myself and can be as angry as anyone when jumping back to avoid a cyclist who will not stop for the lights. That is not cycling - it is selfish inconsiderate behaviour,  which happens in almost any form of human endeavour. But the images are so strong it is all some people think of when they think of cyclists.
The loathing must be countered because there is a growing momentum behind the idea that if more people use the bike for transport the health of the nation will be hugely improved. But for that to happen the infrastructure needs to be improved and that  means money and, for the first time in living memory, not putting the car first. In other words a radical step that requires at least the tacit support of a majority of people, so people who don't cycle themselves need to be persuaded that such measures are for the general good. Not easy, especially when you look at the reaction to some of the Olympic traffic lanes and proper, separated cycle lane would have the same effect. It can be done though as Holland and Denmark have proved but our culture is slightly different and we have a vociferous 'Top Gear' faction that makes such change difficult. 
Changing hearts and minds is always long and difficult but if it happens and more people cycle the idiots, the lycra louts,  seem less representative and the roads will also be safer. More people will feel the sense of exhilaration described by Rob Penn and fewer people will die prematurely through the diseases of sedentary living. 

It is an argument worth making.

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Juneathon 2011 Day 23: In praise of slow

2011 Streak Day 174/365: Walk - 1.1 mile, Time - 19min, Weather - showery
As I am still feeling a little bit feeble I did the very minimum today. Between the showers I walked around the park looking at the flowers and plants still holding drops of water on their leaves. 
It was all I felt like doing.
When I got home I sat down with a cup of tea and thought about having no zip and feeling slow. At first I was annoyed with myself but relaxed when I realised that listening to the body sometimes means hearing messages you don't like. Nevertheless you have to accept them. You might want to push things a bit harder but you will have to ease back. The trick is in recognising when that message is genuine (as opposed to being a moment of general lassitude), and remembering that running is a long game.
Whilst thinking this, by chance, I was listening to High by The Blue Nile, wondering if they had done anything since 2005. Unlikely as don't think there is any other band who can match their lack of productivity. Their first album was released in 1983 and since that date there have only been 3 others. An average of one album every 7 years is very, very slow.
I then read this from Robert Penn:
For many, cycling is all about riding fast – across the city to work, around a sportive course against the clock, or over Alpine cols in the tyre tracks of the professionals. But it was not always thus. Sixty years ago the British countryside thronged with cyclists. The postwar era was a golden age of cycle touring, and every weekend hordes poured out of the cities on two wheels bearing flasks of dandelion and burdock, bound for youth hostels in the hills. Bike rides then were all about slow cycling: they were about lying in hedgerows, reading maps, savouring the physical and emotional fellowship of friends and being profligate with time; bike rides were about having a good appetite, quiet market towns, pints, picnics by the river and the rhythm of two spinning wheels.
and thought 'there is a theme here'. Slow is not necessarily bad. All you have to do is relax into it.