I received this email the Friday afternoon, with some people wanting to go for a ride on Saturday:
Subject: Ride Tomorrow!
To: ALL Wesleyan Cycling Students, Buckhannon Locals List, Wvcycling
There will be a road ride on Saturday. The time is set for 3:10 P.M; meet at the chapel.
On the Saturday, I arrived at the chapel at 3:05; it is only 5 minutes from my house. Not a person was there, but this is not a surprise, since not many people show up right on time to a group ride anyways (that is a whole different story in itself). Actually, there was someone else with me, but I don’t think he counts for the purpose of a bike ride:
I spent a good bit of time kittling up, embrocating, making sure my bike was ready to go, and even got there early to make sure I wasn’t the last one there. It was disappointing to see that no one else was showing up. Here I was, one cyclist looking like a space man while off the bike; sitting on the chapel steps alone.
Some more time had passed and I was becoming a bit antsy. I was ready to ride, and wanted to go. My rule is to wait ten minutes if I was not the one initiating the ride before rolling off and starting my own ride.
The time had passed and not even another bike was strolling around campus at all; the weather was fine, the wind wasn’t bad, and it isn’t like it is some kind of crazy weekend for residents or students. I really had no clue what was going on, but all fifty-some people who had received the email had jumped ship on this ride, even the captain; the one who sent out the initiating email.
What does one do in a time like this when no one shows; not even the event planner?
I just decided to make this ride even tougher than what I was expecting beforehand, and go out on the highway to roads I have not explored before. I was able to rake in some really good miles, and learn more about my local roads, and possibly found a few new camping spots.
I turned an awkward day into a beneficial day. Lemons into Lemonade, as some would say. I would also like to think that going on such a nice ride while no one else showing up gives me the leverage needed to bust their chops next time I see them. Oh, life is grand~