Saturday Bike Ride

Last Saturday the heat didn’t come on, so I knew it wasn’t below freezing outside.  We pumped the flat tires of our neglected bikes, as a bike ride was the obvious way to celebrate such unusual February weather.  That once familiar feeling of bicycle joy, a mix of adrenaline, curiosity and playfulness, returned to me as we pedaled south to Prospect Park.  I had forgotten about cycling and began to miss it terribly. 

I noted improvements in Brooklyn bike infrastructure during the ride, giving me hope of more pedaling this coming summer.   The break in weather, trains and boots made me think beyond the coming months of cold, darkness and potatoes.   And that is certainly worth a post.