Thoughts while riding to campus today
In no particular order:
No matter how hot it is, pushing forward always makes a cool breeze :)
Thinking every Van Dessel bike I see is Roxie, stripped down and repainted :P
When my music and my cadence match :)
Drafting behind women cycling in spandex.
Passing a car, having it pass me later, then passing it again, and then seeing it go by.
Pushing uphill at that steep little rise before the B.U. bridge into Boston.
Blowing past the cab stand in Harvard Square.
Riding along the Charles River is still uplifting.
Seeing the backs and shoulders of men pulling crew oars.
Malden isn't nearly as quaint as Dorchester, but it has some nice passages to tour through.
Feeling the teeth on my crank nipping at the cuff of my pants.
Arriving anywhere overheated for the next 30 minutes.
Smiling to cycling commuters heading the other direction, and seeing them smile back.
So many bikes zipping about during the Cambridge morning rush hour :D
Not feeding more lifecrumbs to the blind, mad, godbeast MBTA.
Feeling hungry and healthy.
Situational awareness and peripheral vision all enhanced by the cybernetics of rider, bike, and traffic: feels like being part of a larger, purposeful mechanism in motion.
