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beeeejThirty sweaty, sore, exhilarating miles later, and the NY MS Ride is now an incredible memory. I'm trying to remember the Boston/NY AIDS Ride days, when I was doing a hundred miles per, and (no doubt mercifully) failing.
Three quick Ride vignettes:
1) Biking past South Street Seaport in early morning fog, and seeing the Peking and her sister ship loom up out of the fog, ghost ships indeed.
2) Cobblestones! (A fifteen-block stretch of same, up by Inwood. I'd have enjoyed them even more if a) I hadn't been riding over them and b) they hadn't been slick with rain. Happily, no spills.)
3) A dog on a skateboard, complete with neckerchief.
Profoundly glad I did this; wonderful to be reminded of what I can still be capable of, even when out of shape. Glorious, in fact.
(Hmm, says a rogue, DNA-soaked corner of my brain, what's this huge, flat, rectangular thing rushing up at me? It needs a flat sort of name, something like led, red, med... bed! I'll call it bed!
...I wonder if it will be friends with me?)
Three quick Ride vignettes:
1) Biking past South Street Seaport in early morning fog, and seeing the Peking and her sister ship loom up out of the fog, ghost ships indeed.
2) Cobblestones! (A fifteen-block stretch of same, up by Inwood. I'd have enjoyed them even more if a) I hadn't been riding over them and b) they hadn't been slick with rain. Happily, no spills.)
3) A dog on a skateboard, complete with neckerchief.
Profoundly glad I did this; wonderful to be reminded of what I can still be capable of, even when out of shape. Glorious, in fact.
(Hmm, says a rogue, DNA-soaked corner of my brain, what's this huge, flat, rectangular thing rushing up at me? It needs a flat sort of name, something like led, red, med... bed! I'll call it bed!
...I wonder if it will be friends with me?)
