Riding a bicycle around Central Park has long been on my NYC wish list, but I don't own a bike, and I couldn't honestly remember the last time I was on a bike. Then the weather was just so darn perfect on Saturday (warmish, but no humidity) so we said -- "HEY, let's make it happen!" So we did. :)
safety first (sometimes we fake fight - it's fun)
Dan has his own bike, so we went and rented one for me down on 57th Street, strapped on those purdy helmets, then took off for a long & leisurely ride around the park. It was surprisingly quick to do the loop, so then we headed off towards the Hudson River and rode the greenway all the way down to Chelsea.
hudson river
There were lots of fun things to see & do along the way. Like river-gazing, corn-on-the-cob eating at Pier 1 Cafe, and park-exploring (like this new little one we discovered, pictured below).
In total we biked for about three hours and I only almost died ONCE by a crazy New York driver. Not bad!
Isn't it amazing how a bike ride can so quickly take you back to childhood? The wind in your hair, the speed, the feeling like you can go anywhere and be anyone...I love that. I loved it when I was a kid, racing through my neighborhood on my purple, banana-seated, plastic-tassled, awesomely radical bicycle. And I loved it just as much on Saturday. Maybe I will have to get myself another awesomely radical bike once we are in Boston. Oh yeah.
New York was always a dream. I never thought it was something I could or would actually do, but it was fun to think about. And then life took some unexpected turns and I found myself free and single and brave (delirious?) enough to do something crazy. The only thing that made sense was to pack up and leave. And follow The Dream. So here I am, living the dream, breathing in New York City air every day, loving every minute of it (for the most part). These are my musings on Life in The City. *Update: And then I got married. And moved to Boston. Then back to New York. And had a baby. Then a brain tumor diagnosis followed by brain surgery. Then moved to Florida. Whoa! I know. It's a lot. Follow me as I navigate this new, crazy beautiful life in the sunshine state, trying to find balance with my home life, maintaining good health holistically, making music and making art....all while still dreaming of that favorite city of mine (NY).
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